Chp. 18

*** Mark ***

It was 'the girl's' second day at Lovelane and their first brainstorming session. Mark had invited her to sit on the visitor's couch near the desk where he worked in his large office. He took his seat on the single-seater while she sat on the three-seater facing him and backing the desk.

He should not have noticed how her skirt crept up, revealing caramel-smooth thighs when she lowered herself on the couch. His whole body reacted to the sight in a way that made him think it was an error to have the meeting in this position. Maybe they should move to where he interviewed her.

He turned to stare at his desk but decided that changing his mind now was probably not a good idea. After all, she did catch him staring. 'Can't let her think she has that kind of effect on you, Mark.'

Letting out a deep breath, he began. "We have an important task and there's a deadline."

The girl looked at him for one second before averting her eyes.

It was 9 AM. He'd had his caffeine fix for t