Male Me by Amarinda Jones Page B

probably just wants to award you employee of the year.” He laughed at the thought, as neither of them was dedicated to anything but a pay packet.
    “Come with me, Quinny. Staff members are allowed to have a peer present during meetings with management.”
    He looked at her in horror. “I love you, but no way. I don’t want him connecting me in any way with you.” He gave her a push to move. “I want him to conveniently forget that my name was on those emails.”
    “Drama queen,” she muttered as she walked off.
    “You know it darling.”
    * * * *
    Templeton McAdam glanced at the woman who stood at his open door. His eyes ran down the full length of her body, and he smiled.
    “Come in
Delaware
.” He looked at his personal assistant. “Absolutely no interruptions, Penny.”
    Delaware
wanted to remain standing in the open doorway. She had the distinct impression that if she went inside the office, and the door shut, she would be in big trouble. Did Templeton McAdam look evil and threatening? No. He was dark haired and deadly sexy ─ just the way she liked them. Her heart did a strange flip-flop as her eyes locked with his. Was this love at first sight or just lust?
    “I really should get back to work,” she muttered under her breath, annoyed at herself that she felt intimidated, and yet wildly attracted to this man. It was completely unlike her. Normally, no one got to her, especially not on a first meeting. She liked to think she was cool, but she felt distinctly hot under his gaze.
    She crossed her arms over her breasts and looked at him . Oh yeah. He was sinfully sexy. His simple white business shirt did not hide the width of his broad shoulders, or the lean body that tapered down to a trim waist. Bloody hell woman. Look away.
    “Sit down
Delaware
.” Templeton pointed out a nearby chair. He went to his desk and leaned over to reach for a sheaf of papers.
    Nice ass, she thought as she sat. She would have been insensible not to have noticed those tight buns.
    The man attached to the buns in question turned around and caught her looking at them. She felt the heat rush to her face. She clutched the arms of the chair, and tried to gather herself.
    So he caught her looking at his butt. It wasn’t like it was a crime. Men ogled women all the time. She was just enforcing the rules of equality. Yeah right, but this is your boss’s ass .
    Templeton sat down in the chair beside her with the papers in his hands. “I want to talk to you about these.”
    Delaware
did not have to look hard to make out her name on the printed emails. She decided to act cool and brazen it out. “Oh yes?”
    His smile was alight with amusement. “I thought it was time I met the woman I planned to—” he looked down at the print out and checked the wording. “Ah yes, planned to, quote—‘fuck senseless’. Imagine my surprise when I found out she is also my fiancée.”
    Fine. Whatever . It was not like she loved the work. It was time to move on anyway. This job had been boring her to tears. It was the main reason she had done what she had. A little humor had been called for. If the new boss could not take a joke, then she was better off leaving this boring hell hole.
    “Okay, yes, I wrote those emails, but they were in jest because everyone was so worried that you would make dramatic changes.”
Delaware
knew it did not justify what she had done, but it was the truth. “Go ahead and sack me.”
    “I don’t want to sack you,
Delaware
.” Templeton leaned in closer to her, and dropped the printouts in her lap. “I want to fuck you senseless, as any good fiancé would.”
    Delaware
almost swallowed her tongue in shock. “You want to what?” The words came out choked as she stared at him as if he was mad.
    Templeton picked up the top printed page from her lap and began reading. “ When he slams his thick, hard cock inside me, I scream so loud in excitement that I am sure the neighbors think I am being murdered .” He