s**t, she was turned on. For two months, Shea had lived her life surrounded by nothing but men; strong, virile men who were capable of anything. In all that time, she’d had no carnal stirrings, even when the most attractive of her comrades had been checking her out.
But, watching her boss clean up his coffee machine with his back to her, all she could think about was how badly she wanted to go over there and slide her hands around his hips to unbuckle his belt so she could slip her hands into his jeans and—
“Shea?”
At some point during her mental violation of him, he’d turned around. From the look on his face, she’d guess he expected a response.
Trouble was, Shea had no idea what he’d just said. “Hmm?”
“Would you like to sit outside?”
“Would I…” This was more than just coffee, he was
