Dirty Deeds (An Office Romance #2)(8)

“I don’t know.” She clutched her purse to her chest, her perky tits once again on full display in the black blouse she wore. My cock hardened as if on cue.

I cleared my throat scanning my eyes around the parking garage to make sure that no one was within hearing distance of us.

“Look I’m sorry… But not for the reasons you will assume. We f*cked, and it was the most amazing thing I’ve felt in forever so I won’t say I’m sorry for that. I will say, I’m sorry for not taking you on a date first, or asking you if you like creamer in your coffee, pretty much sorry for not getting to know you first. I was just beyond attracted to you, hell, I still am. It’s literally taking everything in me not to lean into your body and pepper you with kisses right f*cking now.”

Fear filled my gut. Never did I expect any of that to come out when I started talking and I’m assuming she didn’t either from the look of disbelief that formed on her face. She did this cute little thing where she wrinkled her nose at me in distaste.

“Thank you for your apology…” She started. “I’m not even sure where this comment is coming from but I feel the same way. The attraction I feel towards you is undeniable. The sex we shared was the most exhilarating I’ve endured but I don’t think it’s good for me to continue working underneath you if we’re going to be seeing each other.That’s not the kind of person I am and not somebody I ever want to be.” She explained honestly, regret bleeding from her lips. There’s a strange tug of war going on inside of me, one I have never experienced before.

I want to do the right thing, but I also don’t want to let the best thing that’s ever happened to me slip through my fingers. It's been such a long time since I've had some good in my life. And something told me that Chloe was my good.

I can’t fire her, not when I had given her the job as a favor to Sadie and Cameron. It would be wrong and I would feel like a f*cking prick for doing it.

“I can’t fire you. I just can’t, I'm sorry.” I sighed. “How about we go get a drink and talk about this where we don’t have a chance of being overheard?” I cast a glance over my shoulder at the elevator where I knew my employees would be coming from at any moment.

“One drink?” She lifted her eyebrow at me, her eyes twinkling with amusement as she smiled. The air left my lungs in a rush. She was so f*cking beautiful, it was almost too painful to look at her. One smile that’s all it took...I was wrapped around her little finger.

“Just one. Now why don’t you call the tow company back and cancel it while I change the tire for you and we can be on our way.” She moved from foot to foot, weighing her options, doubt showing heavily in her features.

“Okay.” She said finally and I blew out a breath I wasn’t even aware I had been holding in. I was seriously sure she would say no, but pleasantly surprised that she said yes.

My heart thudded loudly in my chest, and a thin sheen of sweat formed against my palms. This woman with her sexy curves, alabaster white skin, and permeating blue eyes scared the shit out of me. She made me want things that I never had before, and worst of all, it was things I was sure I could never have, being she was my employee.

I popped the trunk of her car, looking for the car jack, and the spare tire. The trunk was extremely clean, so clean I wondered if she had just bought the car. Pulling up the carpet I spotted the jack, tire iron and spare tire. Pulling them from the trunk I placed them on the ground at my feet. Then I pulled off my suit jacket, rolled up the sleeves of my grey dress shirt and put on my best mechanic smirk.

I could see the pleasure forming in Chloe’s eyes as they lingered on the veins in my arms like a dangling piece of candy.

“You’re doing it yourself?” She questioned, her pink tongue darting out across her lips, making my already hard cock, even harder.

“Yes, ma’am. I might be a stuck up prick in a suit most days, but underneath all this shit I’m a real man, a real man who can change his own f*cking tire, and who likes to drink beer.” I didn’t like the shock in her voice. It was like she thought I was one of those pansy ass men that called someone else to do the job for them because they were incapable.

Grabbing the tire iron, I loosened the lug nuts on the tire with ease, directing my attention back to her as if to say, see Baby, I got this shit.

“I didn’t mean it badly, I just…” She started, and I refused to let her finish. She could think whatever she wanted about me but she didn’t know me well enough to know that I did all my own shit. Paying no attention to her comment I slid the jack under the car, just in front of the tire and right on the car frame. With the tire iron I used to release the lug nuts, I raised the car up off the ground making sure there was enough room for the tire to be removed and the spare placed on.

I gave the jack a wiggle to make sure it was in place before loosening the lug nuts all the way and removing the tire. My eyes clashed with Chloe’s as she grasped the entire situation taking place in front of her. Beads of sweat formed against my brow, the Los Angeles heat was a bitch even on the good days and there were none of those. I half rolled the flat tire to her so it wouldn't be in the way.

“Thank you so much.” I could hear the thankful glee in her voice as she took the flat tire and rolled the spare over to me. I took it without a glance, placing it onto the frame. Being this close to a woman like Chloe scared the f*ck out of me, especially when she made me feel like anything but myself. Once the tire was on, I tightened the lug nuts, and proceeded to remove the jack.