Smitten

Trying to get work done was futile. Even though there was a stack of paperwork on his desk that he needed to go over, Beau couldn’t concentrate. All he could think about was Mia.

Kissing her the night before had been heavenly, and he’d wanted to do so much more. Now, knowing she was sitting over there in his brother’s secretarial office, doing who knows what the second Sam asked, made his stomach twist into knots. He needed to find a way to get her out of that situation. Mia was too good, too kind, to be manipulated and corrupted by Sam.

It was past lunch time, and he hadn’t even seen her yet that day. He was afraid to. While at work, he couldn’t act on his feelings for her. Here, she belonged to Sam. He hated that it was that way, but he and Sam had to have some sort of an understanding regarding Sam’s secretary, and that’s what it boiled down to.

Around two o’clock, he couldn’t take it anymore. Setting the work he hadn’t finished aside, he got up