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I like putting her on edge.

I like it for all the wrong reasons, though.

What I would say, if she wasn’t my new employee, is that her skirt is doing ridiculous things to her cute ass, and I probably need to stop noticing that if this arrangement is going to work.

And that worries me.

I don’t know if this can workbecauseof how hot she is.

But how do I say that without facing a harassment charge?

After we finish the tour, she heads toward the elevator, promising to be back at eight sharp tomorrow.

“Six,” I correct her.

“What?”

“You’ll be here at six. That’s when I start work each day.”

“Oh, six it is,” she mumbles, and I can tell that’s one thing about the job she didn’t expect.

As I watch her leave, I just stand there for a moment, staring at the closed elevator doors, wondering what the hell I just got myself into.

I’ve hired a lot of people over the years, but this feels different.

It feels different because I’m not sure why I picked her.

She’s young and definitely doesn’t have the background I usually go for.

But still, there’s something about her, something that makes me think she’ll surprise me in ways I can’t begin to imagine.

Or, maybe I can imagine them.

And again, I am flooded with worry over this situation.

“So, did you find someone for the receptionist job?” Josh asks, catching me just as I’m about to reach my office, and I shake my head.

“Nope. Hired an assistant instead.”

He looks at me, his eyes widened a little in surprise, then a slow smile spreads across his face. “That girl who was just here?” he asks, tilting his head toward the elevator’s doors.

“Dad, do you think she can do it? That’s not an entry-level position. She was only a waitress before…”

“I know,” I say, feeling a bit defensive. “But she’s eager, and I think she will do a good job. She’s got potential. She hasn’t been molded by some other CEO yet, either, she’ll pick all of this up quickly because it’s her first assistant job.”

“Sure, Dad. Whatever you say.” Josh just laughs, shaking his head before he winks at me, like he knows something I don’t, and it makes my skin prickle.

His last words though, they stop me dead in my tracks.

“Maybe think about why you hired her, huh?” he says to me.

I roll my eyes, uttering a dismissive laugh and brushing off his comment, but it sticks with me as I head back to my office.

It’s ridiculous.

I’m just giving an eager, smart young lady a chance to prove herself.

Even if she is incredibly beautiful.