Page 15 of My Grumpy Alpha

Gabe snorts under his breath.

“So about that copier.”

“Oh yeah.” She grins.

“Let’s go check it out. Bye boss, thank you for the job. Again, I hope to really give you exactly what you need.”

I swear I can hear Gabe’s internal laughter as they leave the office. The door closes with a silent click and I’m ready to explode.

Don’t think about her.

It.

Any of it.

I stare at the perfect coffee and take a sip.

It truly is my perfect drink order.

And she’s perfect.

Not that she’s mine.

Employee, employee, employee.

If I say it enough, I’ll believe it and I won’t maul her like the animal I am.

I don’t know how long I sit at my desk and watch the door like she’s going to come back in, like I can’t smell her. Like I can’t feel my own need.

I need.

I want.

I dig my hands into my desk and finally sit, knowing full well that my entire body is on fire for the one person it should be ignoring.

I take a deep breath. The door cracks open and she pokes her head in, immediately I smell her.

I want her.

She smiles and I want to both fuck her and kill her.

“Yes?” I barely get out.

Her smile gets wider.

“What did you want me to order you for lunch? And also, I have the documents you need to sign from the overseas contracts in Germany. I’ll email you a DocuSign in a minute. Let me know if you want more coffee or anything else. I’m here at your disposal. I’m here.” I stop breathing.

“To serve you.”

Shit.

I clench my teeth.

I stare her down.

I try not to break.

But know, one day.