AN: Thanks to all who reviewed and favourited! In terms of this chapter, I know it might seem confusing, but all will be revealed within the next couple of chapters.

Warning: Brief sexually explicit themes

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The alarm beeped insistently and I groaned reaching over to slap it off. Rolling onto my stomach I pulled the cover over my head and sighed contentedly into my warm nest.

However, the movement of the bed springs beside me had me lowering the covers instantly. I cracked an eyelid and stared at the man next to me blearily.

"Who are you?" I grunted, not bothering to move from my comfortable position.

"I'm Jerry…" he said as though that answered everything. When I just looked at him he flushed angrily. "We had sex last night…four times?"

He was a fairly attractive man, I noted with a smirk. His golden blonde hair was messy and screamed sex and he had some serious stubble going on. I liked the just-shagged look; it made my feel all warm and fuzzy inside. I almost chortled to myself at that thought.

"Four times," I practically purred, sarcasm dripping from my tongue like acid. "Aren't we the little trooper."

Jerry's ears flushed and I had to stifle a cruel chuckle.

"So what are you still doing here, trooper?" I continued when Jerry stayed silent

"What?" He appeared shocked. "We had sex-"

I sighed and reached over onto the nightstand, grabbing my cigarettes and lighter. It was going to be one of those mornings, I could tell.

"Yes darling," I took a long drag of my cigarette. "We've already covered this. What I want to know is why you're still in my bed. Hmmm?" I eyed him mockingly. His eyes were wide and his jaw slack. He opened and closed his mouth for a while as I continued to puff.

After a while Jerry seemed to realise that this wasn't some elaborate hoax and I was actually being serious.

"You want me to leave?" Jerry said, slowly.

"Yes." I replied even slower, as though Jerry were being exceptionally dim.

It seemed however, that Jerry had got the message.

He muttered something that sounded a lot like 'clucking witch' and clambered out of bed, retrieving his clothes from where they were scattered about the room.

I simply lay back and enjoyed the free show.

"Oh, take your time," I trilled. "The view from here is wonderful!"

Life was good.

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Arriving in work, later that morning I was pleased to find a steaming cup of coffee sat in the middle of my desk. I smirked as I removed my jacket and hung it on the elegant coat stand in the corner of my office.

It seemed James from Human resources was eager to get in my pants…again. I chuckled lightly to myself as I sipped slowly on the hot coffee, savouring the bitter taste with relish.

James had been a project for me. When I had first started working at Jenkins & Wyatt Publishers James had been stiff and inapproachable. I had instantly noted his toned body and gorgeous features and determined to get him into bed. However, it had not been an easy task. James had seemed barely interested at all. It had taken all of my cunning and sexual prowess in order to seduce James. But oh my goodness had it been worth it.

I bit my lip as I remembered the last time James and I had had sex. It had been in a cubicle of the men's toilets three floors below my office. It had been dirty and we had been in danger of being caught. But it was so hot; I had come about three times. Just remembering the feeling of James' cock pussy in my and I felt the dampness seep into my panties.

I was pulled from my fantasy however when my phone trilled, signalling my secretary was calling through.

I picked it up and leaned back in my chair.

"What is it Mary?"

"Your ten am is here, Ms Bennett," Mary chirped. Eugh. She was far too chipper for this hour.

I repressed a sigh. Lauren Mallory was a client who had just released the second book in her vampire romance series. Only problem was, she was an annoying bint and her books sucked. But considering she was my client, it was my job to ensure that her books became best sellers. Oh the irony.

"Ok, give me a few minutes then send her through." I plonked the phone back in its cradle and went about switching on my laptop and bringing up the necessary files.

I had just settled back in my chair when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Mary opened the door with a cautious smile in my direction and ushered a petit blonde into the room.

"Thank you Mary," I said as she bowed out of the room

"Ms Bennett! So nice to see you again," Lauren Mallory all but squealed. I fought the urge to grimace. I could feel the need for a cigarette.

"Same to you Lauren," I said shaking her hand and urging her into the chair across my desk.

"So…" I said after a moment. "We're all set to go for tomorrow. I've been down to Borders and it all looks fantastic. They've had the decorations set up for the last week-"

"Oh, I'm so excited!" Lauren squealed, clapping her hands with glee. It was Lauren's first book signing and she was blowing it way out of proportion in terms of excitement.

I had attended many book signings over the last 5 years and there were very few that could be called exciting.

But, like the good sales woman I am, I forced a smile and continued.

"We're expecting a fair crowd. The media coverage has been great. We've had local radio and TV features so you shouldn't worry that nobody will turn up."

"It all sounds great. I just wanted to come down here seeing as how I was in the neighbourhood and make sure everything is set to go."

I pinched the bridge of my nose and forced yet another smile.

"I can assure you Lauren, everything will run smoothly."

She smiled at me.

"Let me print off your schedule again and we can go over it one more time," I said, switching my printer on.

"Oh that's great. My fiancé will drop me off in the morning and collect me when we're done so I'm all set." She beamed, obviously in the memory of her fiancé.

Eugh.

I could have gagged. Could this woman be any more of a sap?

I didn't believe in the whole marriage thing. In fact I didn't believe in the whole 'love' thing. Once spurned and all of that.

Love was just a chemical reaction in the brain. It could be solved by sex or chocolate. Simple as that. I didn't need a man to complete me.

The familiar gaping emptiness in my chest told me that my mind was straying to somewhere it shouldn't. So I pushed down on the emotions inside of me, as I had been doing for the last 6 years. Nothing could hurt me now. I cleared my throat and focussed my mind on making sure that nothing could possibly go wrong with tomorrow's book signing.

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