CHAPTER 7

Victor already regretted it.

After he had sent her off to the HR department, Victor sighed and rubbed his hands through his brown hair.

“Damn! What was I thinking hiring her?” he whispered and sighed.

In the short time Navy Remington had been in his office, Victor found it impossible to think of anything but how her copper hair shimmered, the scent of her perfume, her sharp green eyes, and her amazing smile.

How could he be expected to get any work done with her sitting in his office, day in and day out?

Since the night that Navy had kissed him, she was all he had been able to think about. All Victor wanted to do, more than anything, was kiss her again and feel her hair in his hands. His hands were itching, willing to rip that amazing-looking suit from her body and feel her soft skin against his own.

“Vic, my man… You’re in deep trouble… One of your own making,” he said and groaned in frustration. “Well, she’s here now. You’ve got to m