At that very moment, Alexia wanted the ground to swallow her whole. She'd come to this company to win over the CEO, and somehow, she had managed to offend him in the worst possible way. If she was lucky, he wouldn't throw her out on the spot, especially considering she'd just barged in fighting with her supervisor. 'Shit,' she thought, just as Garrick rushed in behind her, pale with panic. Scott Hamilton, however, looked like a bomb seconds from detonation. He rose slowly from behind his desk and gave Alexia a once-over. She was barefoot, disheveled, flushed and sweaty, with beads of perspiration trailing down her forehead and slipping between her breasts as she struggled to catch her breath from the stairs. She looked every bit the wild woman she was—and the worst part was, Scott couldn't stop thinking about licking that damn sweat right off her skin. What the hell was wrong with him?! "What the hell is going on here?" he growled as she came to a halt in front of him. Garrick
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