Bethany
He paused and ran his fingers through his dark hair. Bethany set his coffee on the table next to her as her eyes moved across him. The swell of his pectoral muscles pushed at his shirt as he twisted a certain way. Just knowing what lay underneath all his clothing left her blood warming. Now wasn't the time for a s****l intervention, but it sure sounded good.
"I'm coming to Florida in two weeks and when I get there... this s**t better be cleared up. You're on your last warning. Tell me you understand clearly the objectives of the tasks I've given you and that you will be getting them done."
He moved out from behind his desk and walked toward the window. Reaching up, he pressed his hand to the glass and seemed to be looking out at the city. She couldn't help but stare at the soft
