Page 34 of The Executive Assistant

Yet, I still agreed, despite the risk.

Was I stupid? Or brave?

“I’m sure everything will be fine, as long as you’re both careful,” Emilia said.

I relaxed a little. “We will be,” I said.

Our meals were brought out, and we all went quiet as we ate the delicious food. Afterwards, they started teasing me and pushing me for steamy details. I laughed and played coy, and soon my stress melted away.

The rest of brunch was lighthearted as Brooke and Emilia talked about the latest things going on in their lives. Brooke was busy with a huge corporate case, and Emilia complained about a male coworker she despised. Even though I was engaged in the conversation, Cameron still lingered in the back of my mind. I would see him tomorrow, and despite my excitement, I also knew we had to be careful.

No mistakes. No stumbling. No miscommunication.

We had to pretend we didn’t mean anything to eachother outside of work. I just hoped we could actually pull it off.

Monday felt like the longest day ever.

I checked the tiny clock on the bottom right corner of my computer screen for what felt like the hundredth time, my impatience turning into frustration. How could a day feel so long? It felt like I had been at work for nine days instead of nine hours.

Cameron walked into my office. I parted my lips to greet him, but I steadied myself, not even allowing myself to smile at him. The blinds weren’t shut, so people could see us.

“Yes?” I said, keeping my usual straight expression.

Cameron offered me a faint smile. “I wanted to see if there were any last-minute things you needed me to do. It’s almost five o’clock.”

“Right. Let me think.” As excited as I was for our plans after work, I was still at the office and needed to focus. My professional life couldn’t suffer because of my personal life. “I have a meeting tomorrow with a few members of LearnQuest. Can you make sure the conference room is prepared for it?”

“Already did it,” Cameron replied.

“I can’t think of anything else,” I told him as I smoothed my hands over my lap where my dark blue pencil skirt covered my thighs.

Cameron’s eyes shifted downward, his jaw tensing for a second. “If you think of anything that I can do for you, just let me know.”

“I definitely will,” I assured him, holding his darkening gaze as the seconds went by torturously slowly.

Cameron took another glance at my skirt and swallowed hard. “I think I’m going to double check the conference room. Just in case.”

The side of my mouth turned up. I nodded and turned back to my computer, regaining my composure once he left my office. I decided to over-prepare for my meeting tomorrow and research LearnQuest again, reading through their mission statement.

At 4:59, I shut off my computer and started gathering my things. Typically, I was the last to leave the building, but I didn’t want to be late for my plans tonight. I lingered in my office for an extra few minutes to make sure that Cameron left before I did, though.

We couldn’t be seen together in any capacity besides our typical interactions during the workday.

Once I left the building, I headed home like normal, but the big difference was that someone was going to be waiting for me when I got there. By the time I reached my apartment door, Cameron was lingering in the hallway with a smile on his face.

“Look at you being punctual,” I said as I unlocked my front door.

“Have I ever not been on time?” he asked.

Before I could even switch on the light, Cameron pushed me up against the door, his lips crashing against mine. I wound my arms around his neck, pulling him closer as he pinned me against the door. He deepened our kiss, his tongue sliding against mine, his hands roaming over my body, squeezing my waist and ass.

“Today was torture,” I breathed out as he kissed the side of my neck. “Is every day going to feel like this?”

“We just have to stay busy,” Cameron whispered.

I shuddered a little, the light chill of my apartment clashing with the aroused fire burning within me. When Cameron released me, I switched on the foyer light, and led Cameron into the main area of my apartment. His eyes swept around the large, combined living room, rec room, and dining room. The kitchen was through a door to the left, and the two bedrooms, two bathrooms, and my home office were down a hallway straight ahead on either side. The master bedroom also had a balcony view, which was my favorite part of my luxury apartment.

“This place is huge,” Cameron murmured as he glanced around, his eyes sweeping over my leather sectional and mounted flatscreen television.

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