Page 56 of Daddies Dark Desires (Forbidden Fantasies)

“Would it look weird if we got back to our desks early?” Sunny asks in a soft voice. “I might love the suspense and the idea of danger a little too much.”

“Mmm. Maybe. Let’s swing downstairs to grab a coffee and pastry and head up. It will look more natural that way. I can show you something on my computer and eat my cookie where I’m blocking the screen from the cameras.”

Her big blue eyes light up. Get even bigger. “Okay.”

We descend the set of stairs into the lobby and grab some much-needed caffeine and sugar. The elevator is empty as we make our way upstairs. It’s a good sign.

Sunny sits at my computer as I eat my cinnamon roll. It takes her literally less than a minute to locate the IP address and another minute to locate which office it traced back to. Upstairs with the other original investors.

Fuck.

I know most of them. This one, though—Jonathan—never came over to the house, and when I used to come visit my dad at his office, he reminded me of those skeezy posh phonies.

Sunny sets up a private chat on my phone, one that whoever might be monitoring me, Oliver included, won’t see us plot this out. She scoots back to her desk to finish her coffee.

“Why didn’t Kyle follow us to lunch?”

She shrugs. “I think the boys just need to go be boys sometimes. Think they needed to talk about our boobs?”

I laugh a little.

“Or our butts?”

I laugh harder, feeling the twinge of pain from it in my cheeks.

The embodiment of sunshine, she twinkles at me.

“Most likely both.”

“Mmm.” Sunny nods thoughtfully.

I think I’m going to have to go in full flirt mode. But I’m going to need a distraction that draws him out of his office.I text her privately.

“How many of them do you think are having wet dreams about us?” I ask to deflect in my obnoxious way. Always take it too far so that people don’t take my jibes seriously.

Yes, it backfires.

But Sunny turns bright red in the best way. “You think?”

“Mmm hmm,” I confirm sagely.

I can create a distraction. I’ll fake a breach on my phone and realize it while looking for you. No way you can help. He’ll have to.

It’s about her follow-through and confidence, and this sounds right up her alley.

We go at 4:30.

The other interns filter back in, and Trent makes a pass through, pointedly maintaining my eye contact as he walks by. I give him an innocent smile. One I know will mean he questions what I’m up to.

If I duck my head too much, that will also be suspicious. It’s a delicate balance to keep.

The rest of the day is easy to push through, and I’m on route to Jonathan’s office. I use the stairs to get my blood pumping and keep my nerves at bay. He’s a top investor, which means he’s close with the guys.

I’m walking a tightrope here.

I can’t back down. And I’m going to play dirty to get my hands on those originals.

The hallway is clear as I stomp down the carpet. I do pass a guy who gives me a once over. I send him a wink and move like I know exactly where I’m going and that someone’s expecting me. It’s all about confidence. People don’t question you when you look like you know what you’re doing.