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Kylie
It’s been three days, and I haven’t once seen Jackson King. Not since he threw me out of his office. Three days of reliving our conversation over and over. I tell myself to get over it, but I’ve been obsessing over King for years, and this crush has bloomed since the encounter in the elevator.
Work drags on. Stu keeps me busy with setting up new firewalls and other boring stuff.
Meanwhile, I’ve been wearing skirts and heels in case I see King again. Not that I want to impress him. I just want that big jerk to see what he’s missing.
Oh, who am I kidding? I still want him to notice me. To come into my office and growl at me, bend me over my desk, flip up my skirt, and...mmm.
Holy horniness, Batman.
“Kylie? Are you okay?”
Stu and the rest of the team peer down the conference t
