Page 28 of Ruthless Secrets
Then I started to wonder if she was actually pissed off for how I took off in the middle of the night after sleeping with her. But she had literally just broken up with her fiancé, so was I wrong to think she wasn’t looking for anything serious? I sure as hell wasn’t.
I barely slept all last night, replaying the entire interaction over and over in my mind.
I’ve never been so in my head before about anything, let alone whether or not a woman was attracted to me. Normally, it’s pretty damn obvious, but not with Clara.
But it seems my worries were all for nothing.
As I stand over her now, Clara’s breath catches as I leanin, and the way her cheeks turn pink every time she looks at me gives her away.
There isdefinitelya connection between us. One I hope we can explore further.
The sweet floral scent of her perfume lingers in the air, and I fight the urge to run my nose along the column of her neck as she fills in her employee forms on my computer.
I don’t think I’ve ever been so turned on in my life, and I have no idea how I’m going to get through the rest of today without Clara noticing.
Claraand I spend most of the day in my office going through the basic runnings of the place and having her sign all of the relevant documentation to get her on the payroll. Her salary is significant for a bar manager, but I needed a way to guarantee that she would take the job.
Not that anyone would dare question my choices, except for maybe Andre.
The paperwork is mundane, and I could easily have had one of my other staff members go through all of this with Clara. I definitely have more important things I should be getting on with, but I wanted an excuse to be alone with her.
It’s like I’m trying to punish myself by shutting us both away inside my office.
Somehow, she managed to make a basic black and white uniform look incredibly sexy. At the rate I’m going, I’ll need to dive into the bathroom to quickly take care of myself before I end up spilling in my pants.
“So, I need to make sure to sign off on this at the end of every week?” Clara clicks through the stock take spreadsheet.
I clear my throat and subtly adjust myself as I try not to inhale too deeply.
“Levi will be the one to fill it out, but yes. As manager you’ll need to check it’s been completed.”
“Got it. In terms of the orderin?—”
The door to my office flies open, and Clara jumps in her seat as Andre appears in the doorway.
He looks pissed off.
When he clocks Clara sitting at my desk, his eyes narrow.
He glances at me. “Sorry to interrupt.”
I know damn well he’s not in the least bit sorry.
“Can I help you?”
Andre nods. “We have a problem.”
Of course, we do.
“Clara, you’re free to go.”
“But I thought you wanted me to stay until five?” She looks up at me with those big, green eyes.
Her cheeks turn pink when my gaze flicks to her mouth, and I have to ball my hands into fists to stop myself from reaching out and stroking her cheek.
“There’s been a lot to take in today, so you can finish early. But you’ll be paid for the full day, don’t worry.”
“Oh, okay.” She gets to her feet.
