Page 14 of My Demon Assistant

I also didn't like what he was implying about Jerry. I knew he and Kat used to be together, and it was possible he and Archer hooked up at some point. Fuck knew I'd hooked up with a bunch of my demon friends throughout the years. But that didn't mean Jerry would just go around propositioning anyone, especially people in his employ.

"Has he ever been inappropriate to you?" I asked, and he looked stumped.

"No, but—"

"Have you ever seen him being inappropriate to another employee? Or anyone in general?" I cut him off, and his mouth moved wordlessly for a moment.

"Well, no—"

"Then I'd recommend you keep your mouth shut and not talk shit about Mr. Cohen. He's done nothing to deserve it, and the fact that he isn't interested in you is not reason enough to go around bad-mouthing him."

Martin's face turned red, and he opened his mouth, but the door opened before he could speak, and we both glanced up at Jerry.

His face was set in a bland mask, but his eyes...shit. How much of that had he heard?

"Sorry about the wait, Martin. Please come in."

Martin nodded mutely, shot to his feet, and slid into the office without a backward glance at me.

Jerry lingered, and when I glanced up at him, he gave me a soft smile before stepping back into the office.

His smile lingered in my mind as I turned my attention back to my computer, and I kept an ear on their conversation, compiling together the details Martin would need for the project based on it. I was also listening in case Martin was inappropriate in any way, but our conversation seemed to have affected him enough that he was on his best behavior for the moment.

I had to rearrange some of Jerry's to-do list when their conversation ran late, but they finished up just in time for lunch, so I waited until Martin stepped into the elevator before walking into Jerry's office.

"Lunch time!"

"Give me ten minutes and I'll finish this up."

"Nope. Archer and Kat are waiting for you. The work will still be here when you get back."

Jerry sighed, but put his computer in sleep mode and stood up. I had a couple of inches on him, and I liked the slight height difference. I would be much taller than him in my true form, but even like this, I liked that I could shield him if I had to.

"All right, all right. The usual?"

"Yep. They said they'd order for you if you didn't show up," I checked my watch, "in eight minutes."

"Assholes," he muttered fondly, then shook his head. Then he glanced at me, and his expression softened. "About earlier..."

I winced. "I was hoping you didn't hear that."

"Thank you. For what you said."

I shrugged. "It was the truth. He was being an ass."

"Unfortunately, he's very good at his job," Jerry said with a sigh, and I nodded in commiseration. What was the point of being the boss if you couldn't fire people nilly-willy?

"I'll make sure he doesn't cause any problems," I assured him, and he smiled.

"Thank you, Eshim. I'm glad Carol hired you. You're exactly what I needed."

He means professionally, he means professionally, I chanted to myself as I nodded at him, trying not to smile too widely.

When he left for lunch, I magicked up a sandwich for myself, and ate at my desk as I mulled over my next course of action.

I was eager to get closer to Jerry, but this client they were trying to sign on was important. I didn't want to distract Jerry from his work, or be the reason they didn't get the contract.

It wasn't like I was in any rush, right? I could help Jerry with this project, and then once it was done, I could continue with my own project to get my mate to fall for me.

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