brute-like.
Sometimes she thought she saw him staring at her with such intensity, she believed he’d jump her bones on the spot. She had to think twice about that one, though. No, perhaps it was just her wanton imagination. She didn’t want to confuse fantasy with reality and never pursued him. In her mind, throwing herself at her boss would be slutty and professionally unacceptable.
Of course he’d never want anything to do with her. Angus McNamara went after the women with tiny waists from the itty-bitty-titty committee. Pretty hot and tempting, Julia did manage to maintain a firm frame thanks to partaking in Tae Bo and Zumba several times a week. If McNamara didn’t like her because she was plus-sized, oh well. Julia refused to change for any man who didn’t accept her the way she was.
“Julia!” Silence fell across the entire office, and Bjorn’s door immediately slammed shut. When the vice president closed his door, that was a sure sign boss man was heading for a mental meltdown.
Angus’ s bellowing made her jerk upright, which snatched her back into her work. She looked up just in time to see him standing in the doorway of his office.
His face was beet red, and his chest heaved so hard, she thought he’d have a heart attack.
“We need to talk, now!”
“Yes, sir.” Dazed and confused, along with having sopping - wet panties, she wondered what in blazes could be wrong now. Gathering her composure, she rose, careful not to look at him.
The man was fine as hell. He had mesmerizing emerald eyes and thick red hair raining past his shoulders. In the past, she’d contemplated accidentally on purpose brushing up against that muscular body, perhaps even squeezing that delectable ass of his. Hell, no. That wouldn’t be right.
Gritting her teeth in preparation of what was to come, Julia grabbed her day planner and notebook, held her head up high, and followed him into his domain—his office. As she walked she wondered why the hell she put up with his nasty, arrogant, and abusive temper. She smiled triumphantly. Because she loved the challenge! Fortunately, the pay compensated for the crap she dealt with. While many companies were laying workers off because of the harrowing economic times, Draguun Incorporated provided job security for all their employees. Not to mention she had one hell of a retirement package, health benefits, and a rocking 401K plan. Finally, she’d gotten her foot in the door of an awesome company as a junior ad executive.
Suddenly, a thought filled her with dread. Perhaps he’d found fault with the document she had created the night before. Julia had poured her blood, sweat, and tears into that proposal. She gritted her teeth at the thought of him rejecting it, rejecting her. He had had a meeting with one of his clients earlier this morning, and they didn’t look too happy when they’d left the office.
The green-eyed god paced back and forth in front of his desk before running his fingers through his hair several times. Seemingly in a trance, he knocked on the black lacquer desk in order to ease that fiery temper of his, she knew. It was an annoying habit of his whenever his nerves were rattled. Eventually, his face returned to the fair tone she was accustomed to.
His eyes bore through her chocolate browns as he crossed his arms across his massive chest. “You should know my client wasn’t very happy with that proposal you created. When my clients aren’t happy, I’m not happy.” His voice was barely a whisper. He gave her a stern look before exhaling. “What should we do about this dilemma?”
“Perhaps I can rewrite it for you if it wasn’t to their liking.”
“A simple rewrite won’t suffice,” Angus snapped.
A buzzing sensation sliced through her core, and she shifted her weight from one foot to the other as she fought for control over her body. What the hell was wrong with her? All of a sudden something seemed to come over her, and it became hard to
Sometimes she thought she saw him staring at her with such intensity, she believed he’d jump her bones on the spot. She had to think twice about that one, though. No, perhaps it was just her wanton imagination. She didn’t want to confuse fantasy with reality and never pursued him. In her mind, throwing herself at her boss would be slutty and professionally unacceptable.
Of course he’d never want anything to do with her. Angus McNamara went after the women with tiny waists from the itty-bitty-titty committee. Pretty hot and tempting, Julia did manage to maintain a firm frame thanks to partaking in Tae Bo and Zumba several times a week. If McNamara didn’t like her because she was plus-sized, oh well. Julia refused to change for any man who didn’t accept her the way she was.
“Julia!” Silence fell across the entire office, and Bjorn’s door immediately slammed shut. When the vice president closed his door, that was a sure sign boss man was heading for a mental meltdown.
Angus’ s bellowing made her jerk upright, which snatched her back into her work. She looked up just in time to see him standing in the doorway of his office.
His face was beet red, and his chest heaved so hard, she thought he’d have a heart attack.
“We need to talk, now!”
“Yes, sir.” Dazed and confused, along with having sopping - wet panties, she wondered what in blazes could be wrong now. Gathering her composure, she rose, careful not to look at him.
The man was fine as hell. He had mesmerizing emerald eyes and thick red hair raining past his shoulders. In the past, she’d contemplated accidentally on purpose brushing up against that muscular body, perhaps even squeezing that delectable ass of his. Hell, no. That wouldn’t be right.
Gritting her teeth in preparation of what was to come, Julia grabbed her day planner and notebook, held her head up high, and followed him into his domain—his office. As she walked she wondered why the hell she put up with his nasty, arrogant, and abusive temper. She smiled triumphantly. Because she loved the challenge! Fortunately, the pay compensated for the crap she dealt with. While many companies were laying workers off because of the harrowing economic times, Draguun Incorporated provided job security for all their employees. Not to mention she had one hell of a retirement package, health benefits, and a rocking 401K plan. Finally, she’d gotten her foot in the door of an awesome company as a junior ad executive.
Suddenly, a thought filled her with dread. Perhaps he’d found fault with the document she had created the night before. Julia had poured her blood, sweat, and tears into that proposal. She gritted her teeth at the thought of him rejecting it, rejecting her. He had had a meeting with one of his clients earlier this morning, and they didn’t look too happy when they’d left the office.
The green-eyed god paced back and forth in front of his desk before running his fingers through his hair several times. Seemingly in a trance, he knocked on the black lacquer desk in order to ease that fiery temper of his, she knew. It was an annoying habit of his whenever his nerves were rattled. Eventually, his face returned to the fair tone she was accustomed to.
His eyes bore through her chocolate browns as he crossed his arms across his massive chest. “You should know my client wasn’t very happy with that proposal you created. When my clients aren’t happy, I’m not happy.” His voice was barely a whisper. He gave her a stern look before exhaling. “What should we do about this dilemma?”
“Perhaps I can rewrite it for you if it wasn’t to their liking.”
“A simple rewrite won’t suffice,” Angus snapped.
A buzzing sensation sliced through her core, and she shifted her weight from one foot to the other as she fought for control over her body. What the hell was wrong with her? All of a sudden something seemed to come over her, and it became hard to
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