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To: Tyson Jacobs

From: Sadie Frost

Subject: 1:30 Johnson Meeting

Dear Mr. Jacobs,

After reviewing your latest proposal on the Johnson account, I have chosen you along with two others to work on this project. I will need a more in-depth proposal by the end of the week. We will be having a meeting in my office at one thirty today to discuss your ideas.

Sadie Frost

VP of Sales

Mathers Inc.

Sadie pickedme for the Johnson account. If I can prove myself with this account, then there’s no doubt that I’ll be hired with the possibility of an advancement right away. This could be my big break if I can concentrate with Sadie around.

In the short amount of time I’ve worked at Mathers, not once have I been in her office and now, after spending most of the weekend with her, I have to act as if she isn’t the most beautiful woman on the planet and that I don’t want to be inside of her every second of the day.

Before our meeting, I start working on my proposal. I have ideas for the project that I’m excited to share, and I make great headway by the time our meeting rolls around.

Walking in, I see that I’m the last to arrive and everyone is sitting in a small area to the right with four black leather chairs and a small table in the middle. The only seat available is directly in front of Sadie. Of course, we couldn’t be at a conference table where her sinfully hot body would be hidden from me. Instead I have full view of her long legs that are crossed with an iPad in her lap as she sips from a glass of water.

I sit and give a tentative smile to the two others brought in on the account with me. From what I know, both Amy and Brent have been with the company for two years and, from the side-eye glare they send me, they aren’t happy that I’m here to work with them.

“I want to start off by saying that you should be proud of yourself for being selected to work on the Johnson project. You three were picked out of twenty-three submissions. As I said in my email, I want…”

Sadie’s words fade as I watch her re-cross her legs.Is she trying to kill me?I can’t stop my eyes from roaming up and down her tan and toned legs where they end with the sexiest fucking red heels. Next time I fuck her I’m going to make her wear them the entire time I worship her body.

Sadie clears her throat pulling me out of my fantasy. “Mr. Jacobs did you hear a word I just said?”

“Yes.” I fumble my pen and it lands on the floor next to Brent’s feet. He rolls his eyes and then smirks to Amy. “I mean no. I’m sorry, Mrs. Frost.”

Why am I always so damn clumsy when she’s around?It only ever happens when she’s in my proximity.

“Amy, Brent,” she nods to both of them. “I want those reports on my desk first thing Friday morning. I’ll have my assistant make reservations for lunch where we’ll discuss how we’re going to move forward.” Her attention comes to me with narrowed eyes. “Mr. Jacobs if you could stay behind, I believe we have something to discuss.”

“Yes, Mrs. Frost.” I blush. I fucking blush like a twelve-year-old girl. I’ve got to get myself under control or I’m going to fuck up my chances at this job.

“What do you want to bet she chooses someone else?” Brent says none too quietly as they walk out the door.

Fuck! Is she going to take me off the project?

My gaze never leaves her as she gets up to walk over to her desk. Hitting the intercom button, Sadie levels me with a troubled look. “Amanda, hold all my calls until further notice and make sure I’m not disturbed.”

“Yes, Mrs. Frost. Is there anything else I can do for you?”

“No. Just make sure I’m not interrupted.”

Her eyes flick to the door before she moves around to the front of her desk and leans back against it.

“Want to tell me what happened back there, Mr. Jacobs?” Each word laced with irritation.

“You crossed your legs,” I answer truthfully.

She lets out an annoyed breath and shakes her head. “Youneedto pay attention. I don’t want to be a distraction for you and have to fire you.”

Fire me?

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