A Dangerously Sexy Affair by Stefanie London Page A

time for banter but he’d take Quinn teasing him over the look she’d given him earlier. “Any comments on Walt’s announcement?”
    â€œMinh said he thinks the breach is a cover for something else, and Zach...” Her cheek hollowed as she chewed on it.
    â€œWhat about Zach?”
    â€œHe said we should all refuse to speak to you. Zach is scaring people into thinking they’re going to get fired.” Her fingers skated around the edge of her T-shirt, rubbing back and forth against the ribbed neckline. “I’d be careful with him.”
    â€œZach,” he muttered as he checked the list of meetings he had scheduled for the day.
    Sure enough he was on it. Zachary J. Levitt. Game designer and user-experience champion...whatever the hell that meant. Two disciplinary actions: one for use of abusive language online when identified as a company representative, and an incident with a design intern. Complaint withdrawn.
    Interesting. “What do you know about this guy?”
    â€œNot much.” She shrugged, her nose wrinkling. “Uhh...”
    Damn, she was cute when she did that. Eye on the prize, Odell. You’re here to do a job, remember?
    â€œWhere does he sit in the office?” He started with a benign question, a tactic he often used with skittish interviewees.
    â€œNext to me.”
    â€œOkay, so you must be able to give me some details about him. What have you two talked about?”
    â€œOther than video games?” Her tongue darted out to catch a stray droplet of coffee off the rim of her cup, and his body hummed. That mouth had been on his mind all damn week.
    Snap. Out. Of. It.
    â€œNot a lot. He keeps asking these fishy questions, trying to find out where I live.” Her dark brows crinkled. “He told me I was the first woman they’d hired in a while. Apparently, some intern who used to work here had a meltdown and mysteriously they haven’t had many female employees since.”
    Some intern? Perhaps the same woman who’d made a complaint against him.
    â€œName?”
    She shook her head. “He didn’t say.”
    Aiden braced his palms against his thighs. “Anything else?”
    Quinn opened her mouth but then she snapped it shut. Too bad he didn’t miss a thing.
    â€œOut with it,” he said.
    â€œYou remember my friend Alana from the party?”
    â€œHow could I forget?”
    A soft noise came from the back of her throat. “Well, you know I mentioned she’s been chasing Third Planet for a while because they never have any strong female characters in their games? Wouldn’t surprise me if Walt was a not-so-closet sexist.”
    â€œI’m more interested in why Zach felt the need to bring up the intern with you.” He hadn’t even met the guy and already he had a bad feeling about him.
    He was familiar with the guy’s type. Flaunted his privilege over others, self-incriminating but too damn cocky to worry about it. Grade-A jerk.
    â€œHe said that I should stick with him because he’s a good guy and that he could help me get ahead at Third Planet.” From the look on Quinn’s face, she was as disgusted by it as he was. “He said the intern didn’t last because she didn’t understand how things worked around there.”
    â€œWhich is how?” His nails dug into the thick denim of his jeans, about ready to tear holes in the fabric if he wasn’t careful.
    â€œApparently, I have to understand that it’s about ‘give-and-take,’” she said, making quotation marks with her fingers. “And he’s earned the right to take.”
    â€œHe’s not taking a damn thing from you.” He ground the words out through gritted teeth, fighting to quiet the seething roar inside his head. “Make your way back to the office and I’ll follow in a few minutes. I’ll be speaking to him today.”
    â€œAiden.” Quinn held up