Page 32 of Bria and the Tiger

“Um…”

“Shit. Forget I asked that. I know he isn’t attracted to me.”

“I’m sorry. But just because I didn’t smell anything yesterday doesn’t mean he isn’t,” Bria said.

“Yeah, maybe.”

“Please don’t quit, Rosalie.”

Rosalie rubbed at her forehead. “I’m not going to quit. I love working for Jace and just thinking about leaving makes me sick to my stomach.”

Bria grabbed her hand again. “I’m really glad you aren’t quitting, and not just because Jace will fire me if you quit and I’ll be broke and have to live with my parents like a loser.”

Rosalie smiled a little. “Now, I need to apologize to my boss and ask for my job back.”

“You won’t have to ask. He doesn’t want you to leave. I’m going to go back to reception and tell him to come see you, okay?”

“Okay. Thanks, Bria.”

“I’m sorry again, Rosalie. I – I hope we can still be friends.”

“We are. None of this is your fault. I should have done some research on shifters and figured it out for my damn self,” Rosalie said.

Bria stood and walked to the door before opening it. “I’ll send Jace in right away.”

“Thanks.”

* * *

“Rosalie?” Jace stepped into his office and closed the door. Rosalie was sitting in the chair across from his desk and he sat in the chair beside her. God, he hoped she wasn’t still crying. “Rosie? You okay?”

She gave him a faint smile. “Yes. Very embarrassed.”

“Don’t be. Shifters don’t -”

“Yeah, Bria told me. Shifters don’t care when they can smell a human’s arousal.” Her face was beet red and she looked like she was going to cry again.

“I’m attracted to Bria,” he blurted.

She gave him a startled look. “What?”

“I’m attracted to Bria. Which means that when I’m around her, she and any other shifter within twenty feet, can smell that I’m attracted to her. You’re not the only one in the office this kind of shit happens to.”

“Why did you hire her if you’re attracted to her?” She asked.

“Because it’s like Bria said, it isn’t a big deal.”

Did he sound sincere? God, he hoped so. He was only partially lying to Rosalie. Normally it wasn’t that big of a deal that a shifter knew you found them attractive, even if they were your receptionist.

Unless you’d seen said receptionist naked, tasted the sweetness of her mouth, had your dick buried deep in her very wet, very tight pussy and wanted desperately to be back in her very wet, very tight pussy.

“Jace?”

“Sorry, what?”

“I asked if I could have my job back. I don’t want to quit. I was just upset and -”

“Rosie, you don’t have to ask for your job back. You know the office would collapse in on itself like a dying star if you left.”

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