Chapter Sixteen

Xena Remington

“Okay so, these are the list of complaints that were lodged against Norman Smith by three different female employees.” I immediately change the subject as I hand him the file named Norman Smith.

“Sure. Now how about we talk about the question I asked you before you deflected with a different answer?” He asks, without skipping a beat as I finally look him in his eyes, unable to get over how huge his stature was compared to me.

He wasn’t wearing his blazer so his muscular biceps were easily visible through his shirt. He had folded up his sleeves which caused a further distraction for me as I couldn’t get over his well-developed forearms.

Am I the only woman who has a thing for forearms?

“That- that’s just stupid.” I groan, hoping he would drop the topic but it didn’t seem like he was going to.

I tripped a little near my desk as he walked towards me, making my heart race in anticipation, “Mr Lancaster… I….-“ I gasp as I feel his hands on my waist lifting me up easily as i