She sent the phone crashing down on Jack Sloane’s rotten ears.
That’ll fix you, you little vixen, Jack thought as he hung up the phone. Wanna shake out another five hundred bucks from me for a clothing allowance? Fine. You’d just better not be looking like a bag lady anymore!
He drummed his fingers on his desk. Desperation, he knew, was really setting in if messing with his secretary was giving him his biggest thrill of the morning. He grinned. She was kind of fun to tease, he thought, just as his personal line rang.
“Sloane,” he greeted. The last thing he expected to hear was Lei’s sexy voice on the other line, and the sound made every pulse point in his body leap like crazy.
“Hi, Jack. Keely said you were trying to reach me…?”
“Yes I was,” he said, and smiled. “I am going to kiss my secretary for tracking you down.” The vision of his secretary squinting up at him behind those ugly-ass glasses made him think twice. “Maybe not.” “Be nice,” Lei warned with a light laugh. “She’s
still my sister.”
“Fine. I’ll be nice. How are you, Lei? Did you make it home safe and sound?”
“Yes, thank you.”
“I’ve got some good news. The job at The Grove Hotel in Makaha is still available.”
“Oh, my-you’re a mover and a shaker, Mr. Sloane,” she murmured, and Jack closed his eyes as her soft voice unwound him like a steam bath.
“Honey, you’d be shocked,” he murmured right back. “So if you bring your application over, I’ll fax it to my contact.”
“Is it possible for me to fax my application over to you instead?” she asked. “It’s just that I’m in Makaha, and it’ll take at least two hours for me to get to your office.”
Jack snapped the pencil he was using to doodle on his calendar in two. He wanted to see this woman so badly he could taste it.
“You could do that, I suppose, but I was looking forward to seeing you, taking you to lunch, maybe. Or dinner.” He’d drive over to Makaha to get her. He just needed her. Jack pulled in a deep breath. Her silence wasn’t helping. “I just can’t seem to get you out of my head.”
“Really?”
His ears, his mind, and other body parts perked at the wistful sound in her voice. “Really. I loved being with you, touching you. And those sounds you made each time we kissed kept me from a good night’s sleep—” he broke off, damn near confessing how he’d masturbated every time he imagined her touch, how turned on he’d been thinking about her, anticipating the moment that they would meet again. He had counted the ways he was going to touch, lick, and stroke her skin, her body, if given a chance.
He’d imagined the things he would do to her
pussy with his teeth, mouth, and tongue, after he nibbled on her earlobe and whispered his erotic plans. The only thing his cock had slammed into since meeting her was his damned hand.
“Look, if you tell me to buzz off, I’ll still forward your résumé to my contact. Even Keely will tell you that I don’t like to waste anyone’s time. I’ll have her e-mail you the job description and you can go from there. Sound good?”
“Mr. Sloane, I-I really appreciate all you’re doing, all you’ve done…it’s just that I-”
Son of a bitch! Jack didn’t want to hear the “but” that was coming, so he spared them both further awkwardness by saying simply, “Take care, Lei,” and hanging up.
He glanced at his watch and wondered how long it was going to take to get his cock to stand down. Thwarted lust, he thought, totally sucked.
He picked up the phone and buzzed his secretary. It took her a while to pick up and when she did, for a split second she sounded soft, almost like Lei. Of course he knew better. It was just his mind longing for something he couldn’t have. “Something’s wrong, Keely.”