When they went in, she was surprised to see a desk on the opposite wall from where his was situated. Furniture and fixtures had been rearranged to make room for the new desk, and two bookcases had been completely removed.
"This is where you'll work," he said. "Since you'll be working so closely with me, I saw no need to give you your own office." His voice lowered to a velvety, seductive timbre. "You'll remain close to me at all times."
She shivered at the sensual promise in his voice. How the hell was she supposed to get any work done with him sitting across from her and her knowing that at any moment he would get the urge to have sex with her?
