“He envisioned Brianna on the deck, the wind teasing her hair, water glistening on her bikini clad... Leaning back in his chair he inhaled deeply. I do not get involved with employees. But… He jumped and turned his chair when someone coughed. “I didn’t mean to startle you. I did knock.” Kaitlyn stood by his desk. “How about taking me to lunch?” He glanced at his watch. “I’m sorry, Kaitlyn, I can’t. I have an appointment.” “Your loss.” Kaitlyn pouted. “I have some shopping to do anywa...y. I haven’t a thing to wear.” John doubted that. He stood nearly knocking over his chair. “Thanks, Kaitlyn.” He flashed her a smile. “For what?” Kaitlyn looked puzzled as John rushed past her and out the door. * * * * John let himself into his apartment and greeted Mrs.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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