You and I Alone by Melissa Toppen

insight into what she could possibly need.
                  “No. Sorry.” Darcy says, tucking her brunette bob behind her ears. “But she's in the back office I think.” She says, stepping backwards out of the doorway. “Just thought you'd like a heads up.”
                  “Perfect.” I moan out in frustration, rolling my eyes. Tossing my bag onto the floor, I join Darcy in the hallway before pulling my door shut. “Thanks for letting me know.”
                  “Good luck.” She says with a small wave, turning and heading in the direction of her dressing room while I head in the opposite direction towards the back office.
                  I knock lightly on the wood and hear Cora's crisp voice within seconds. “Come in.” Pushing the door open, I spot Cora immediately. She's sitting on the edge of the desk, arms crossed over her chest, and the sourest scowl across her tight features.
                  “You were looking for me?” I ask, stepping just far enough inside to be able to close the door behind me.
                  “Going somewhere?” She asks, gesturing to my attire.
                  “I'm not technically working tonight.” I explain. “I agreed to come in to cover and since my private party is over, I assumed I could go.” I say, trying to keep my voice steady. I don't know what it is about this woman that puts me on edge but she does and it's hard to shake the feeling while in her presence.
                  “How was the party?” She asks, holding her hand in front of her face to look at her brightly painted red nails before dropping it back down and pinning her eyes on me. As much as I dislike Cora, for reasons even I don't really understand, I can't deny how incredibly beautiful she is. She has the bluest eyes. So blue they almost look eery against her tan skin.
                  “It was fine.” I stutter out, not really sure how to answer that question.
                  “Yes, well considering I just drew up five additional contracts, I would say so.” She smiles slightly and I can't help but wonder if I have ever seen her actually smile before.
                  “Yes, I suppose.” I say, not really sure what she wants from me.
                  “So, Logan.” She says, pushing herself away from the desk and taking a few steps forward until she is standing uncomfortably close to me. “I wanted to talk to you about something that has come to my attention.”
                  “O-Okay.” I stutter out, having no idea what any of this is about.
                  “What is going on between you and Mr. Reed?” She asks, catching me off guard.
                  “Nothing.” I immediately lie. I mean, there isn't really anything going on.
                  She lets out a high pitched laugh and then reaches out, picking up a strand of my long hair. She examines it for a long moment and then begins to twist it around her index finger. “You are a very beautiful young woman Logan.” She says, taking another step towards me causing me to take a step backwards just to keep a few inches between us. “I can see why he craves you.” She says, completely unphased when I take another step back. She simply matches my step until my back meets the hard door and I am essentially trapped between it and her.
                  “I don't know what you're talking about.” I say, straightening my shoulders.
                  “I think you do.” She says, finally letting the strand of hair fall from her fingers. “Josh.” She says on a shrug. “I can look the other way. But Mr. Reed is spoken for.” She says, leaning in so close that for a moment, I think she is going to kiss me. “If I have to remind you of this again, we will have a problem. Are we clear?” She asks, at this point so close