Sasha

Had she heard right? Sasha stared at her boss. The man she had known for over four years, who never pushed the boundaries too far, was staring at her like he wanted to eat her. In that moment their relationship of employer and employee faded.

"If you would like to finish signing them, I'll mail them out tomorrow. I'll get them ready."

She made her way toward the door, eager to get away, wanting nothing from this uncomfortable mess. Her mother had always warned her that escape was the easiest solution in dealing with problems, and this one was a huge problem.

"Sasha," he said, using that commanding tone that always made her stop and turn around. He stood and rounded his desk until he was in front of it. "You're beautiful."

"Don't cross that line. Please."

"I crossed that line months ago."

She shook her head. "Norman — "

"I've been crossing that line since I first met you."

"This is not happening, Mr. Rockwell." She clenched her hands into fists, trying to deal with what was going on be