86. Maddox

EIGHTY-SIX

"Ah, Hannah, just on time." I greet her with my typical corporate tone. "Come on in."

The last part is unnecessary since she's already crossing the threshold, but it's my standard greeting.

I shouldn't have asked her to come. Shouldn't have sent the calendar invite, but this weekend was PG, and that dress she's wearing is giving me R-rated thoughts.

Her hips sway as she walks toward the visitor's chair across from my desk, causing her skirt to dance around her knees.

It's not a provocative dress, not by any typical standard. But on her? Knowing what her soft skin feels like underneath…

I work my jaw.

The gray material looks stretchy, and it's pulled deliciously across her chest in a modest enough neckline. But her tits. Goddamn those tits. If I was still in college and had a few beers, I would one thousand percent motorboat them. But since I'm mature now, I just want to suck on them.

The sleeves are fitted and stop at her elbows, more modesty.

And below her breasts, the material flares out.

It shouldn't be this sexy.

Well, it isn't.

She's sexy. No matter what she wears. It just so happens that this particular choice gives me all sorts of ideas.

Hannah stops on the other side of the desk from me. "I brought those files you wanted."

She holds up another plain folder, and with her back to the door, holding one corner with two fingers, she lets the folder flop open.

Nothing falls out.

But she's written something inside.

You're bad.

"Have a seat." I grin at her as I stand. "You're exactly right." I talk in my normal volume as I cross to my door. "The expenses for last quarter were a little high, but that was to be expected with the merger." I grip the door handle and casually push it shut. "I want to look closely at the next step." As the door clicks shut, I depress the button in the center of the handle, locking it.

I turn back to face Hannah.

She's sitting in the chair, angled so she can see me.

"That's not where I want you to sit."

Her chest rises with an inhale. "Maddox—"

I shake my head as I start toward her. "It's Mr. Lovelace until I open that door. Now stand up."