Alexander Knight pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes dark and intense behind the lenses.
"What does Assistant Lisa think I should wear?"
I tilted my head, a faint, charming smile playing on my lips.
"I suggest you dress more modestly, sir. It's affecting your employees' work efficiency."
Alexander's brow arched slightly.
"Oh? Is that so?"
"Last night, Assistant Lisa didn't seem to mind."
My breath hitched.
Fragments of last night's heated entanglement in the lake and the unrestrained kisses crashed into my mind like shards of a broken mirror.
"Fine," I conceded with a helpless bitter smile, shrugging as if admitting defeat, my tone soft and compliant. "You're the boss-you make the rules."
A faint smile tugged at Alexander's lips. He stepped aside to clear the way.
"There
