Thirty-five minutes later, I pulled up to the house, and as I was getting out of my car, she walked outside.
“Damn,” I muttered under my breath as she drew closer.
She was definitely a vision. One that I hadn’t been prepared for.
Earlier, Sera had been wearing tan slacks and a simple white blouse. She’d since changed into a strapless white dress that hugged her curves and stopped at her shapely thighs. Add a pair of high-heeled silver sandals and an ankle bracelet, and I knew there was trouble brewing under my zipper. One that even a cold shower wouldn’t be able to quell.
This was a bad idea, I told myself, stepping around the car to open the door for her. Taking one of my employees out to dinner. One who looked like her and was already getting under my skin.
“Hi,” she said, looking s
