buy yourself a work-appropriate outfit and you’ll do it now.’
Anger flared in her expression. ‘Go to hell, you arrogant bastard.’
I moved before I could stop myself, taking one step over to the chair where she sat. Then I put my hand on the back of it, leaning over her then bending down, so my face was close to hers.
Her eyes widened and she went very still, the sweet scent of jasmine surrounding me. This close I could see how her golden-brown skin glowed, burnished by the light coming through my office window, and how delicate and silky-looking her lashes and eyebrows were. How vulnerable her lovely mouth seemed.
You goddamn idiot. What the hell are you doing? You know getting close to her is a mistake.
I did know. But I couldn’t stop myself. I wanted her to do what she was told without argument, because her fighting me was getting me angry and hard, and that simply couldn’t happen. My control was excellent but, as it turned out, not limitless when it came to her.
I wanted to intimidate her, quell her, make her stop pushing me for once in her goddamn life.
‘Do as you’re told,’ I said softly, letting a note of menace bleed through.
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