Chapter 12
THE BOSS
Lisa
Manhattan, New York
I'd read every single email I pulled from the intel department. Every. Single. One.
They were easy to track since apparently she and her friend labeled all the ones in regards to me as "Ass-holery Report," "My Boss," or "This Woman Today…"
It was quite apparent that she "hated" me and I almost regretted taking out my sexual frustration on her by demanding so much. Almost.
Her mind was damn near as naughty as mine when it came to sex, and it was slightly gratifying to know that the attraction wasn't one sided, even if there was little I could do about it.
I'd never mixed business with pleasure before, and I wasn't going to start now. I just needed to get through all eight of our meetings today without thinking about what I'd seen in her emails, without thinking about the fact that maybe it wasn't mixing business with pleasure if she was so hell bent on leaving soon.
If I was 'letting' her leave soon, that is.
Fuck…