Page 34 of Falling for Mr. Wright

“You’re right. Sheisall those things.” His expression turned thoughtful, and he drummed his fingers on Ryan’s desk. “Maybe I should get to know her outside the office.”

Ryan cocked his head. “Are you interested in her?” There. The burning question was out in the open.

“Well, it’s not like I haven’t noticed that she’s beautiful, and you should see how she organizes my calendar, not to mention the color coding of my files. I’m sure my mom would love her, too. But what if things went south? I’m not about to lose the best executive assistant I’ve ever had if it didn’t work out.” He frowned. “Nope. I wouldn’t survive, and that would be very bad for the company’s bottom line.”

Ryan reached for his water bottle. He would have preferred if Logan had simply said Sarah wasn’t his type.

“Although…” Logan leaned back. “That was pretty sweet of her to give up her weekend to see me receive my alumni award.”

“Yeah, it was.”

“Definitely worth noting.” Logan narrowed his eyes, his face full of skepticism. “That was the only reason she went?”

“Yep.” What else could he say? He wasn’t going to just blurt out that Sarah had the hots for Logan, because—he’d admit it—after the kiss he’d shared with her, he wasn’t in any hurry for the truth to come out.

“And you’re definitely not interested in her?”

Ryan blinked before saying, “I’m obviously attracted to her. What man wouldn’t be? But we’ve become pretty good friends this year. I wouldn’t want to jeopardize that and have it be weird in the office.” He paused, adding, “One of us would have to leave the company, and since I’m not going anywhere and neither is she, Sarah and I aren’t happening.”

As he kept talking, it became less clear in his head who he was trying to convince.

As if the subject matter had conjured her up, Sarah passed by with her hands full of packages. “Hey, guys.”

“Hey, Sarah. Come back,” Logan called out, which was all that needed to happen for Sarah to immediately reappear in the doorway.

“Do you need something?”

Ryan couldn’t help but notice how her royal blue dress showed off all of her sexy features, from her perfect, round breasts to the smooth curve of her hips. The memory of those curves in his hands threatened to make the current situation pretty damn uncomfortable.

He clicked his computer mouse and focused on his calendar, trying to think of something other than Sarah’s breasts. His gaze immediately darted to the words “Gala Weekend” he’d typed in last week. So much for getting her off his mind.

“Ryan was filling me in on your trip to Westbrook. It means a lot that you’d go all the way up to my hometown just to support me.”

Ryan’s smile died when she blinked up at Logan, seemingly at a loss for words. Awestruck, likely.Shit.His friend was thoroughly impressed that she’d ridden up to Connecticut to see him get his dumb award, and she no doubt loved that he noticed.

When she didn’t make a move to say or, hell,doanything, Logan stood and grabbed the packages out of her hands. “Here, let me help you with those.”

“Oh, um, thank you. They’re your Secret Santa gifts.” She seemed to collect herself, and Ryan couldn’t help but smirk at the effort it appeared to take. Did Logan notice, too?

“We can take them back to your office, and I can wrap them if you’d like,” she continued. “I have some leftover Christmas paper from last year.”

Arms full, Logan nodded to Ryan. “We’ll finish this conversation later.” He turned to Sarah. “Hey, is that a new dress?”

“Actually, it is.”

Ryan smiled. Had Sarah taken him up on his suggestion that she wear more dresses?

“It’s pretty. You should wear blue more often,” Logan said, which was what Ryan had been thinking.Damn him.

Sarah looked over her shoulder at Ryan, eyes wide.

For fuck’s sake.Ryan gave her a half-hearted thumbs-up signal. This was all his fault. He should have never invited Sarah to the gala.

But if he hadn’t, he wouldn’t have experienced quite possibly the best kiss of his life. When he’d brushed his lips over hers, all he’d wanted was to keep feeling the amazing sensation of her mouth on his. And when she’d kissed him back… Yeah, there was no way he wasn’t going to reciprocate.

And now in its aftermath, all he could do was sit on the sidelines and watch Logan offer to help her carry boxes and compliment her on what she was wearing.

Get over it.Besides, Logan’s complimenting her didn’t mean they were going to hop into bed anytime soon. He picked up a nearby pencil and drawing pad, continuing to work on a sketch he’d started earlier, getting lost in his drawing.

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