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Orion seethed with jealousy. He wasn’t accustomed to the feeling, especially for a woman to whom he had no claim. Why it bothered him to see one of the other partners talking so intently to his new personal assistant was a question best left unexamined. He had no right to be annoyed with the way Graham leaned in close to Natalie, or of the way his hand brushed against her side in a way that could have been accidental, but probably wasn’t. She didn’t seem to mind Graham’s attention. Just because Orion wasn’t sleeping with Natalie didn’t mean another man wasn’t, or that she wasn’t looking for one. That was the part that had him on the verge of stalking forward to shove Graham a few steps away from Natalie to impose some much-needed distance between the couple. They didn’t seem too intimate, but that could change. Orion knew Graham didn’t share his conviction that interoffice romances were a bad idea. Knowing Graham’s history set him even more on edge. It seemed likely that his partner would sweet-talk Natalie into his bed in no time. The other man had slept with most of the women who had worked at Garner, Taylor & Bosley, except for the high-school interns and Mary, Orion’s recently retired PA. Only the fact that she had been old enough to be both Graham and Orion’s mother when she came to work for GT&B had spared her from his attentions. If Natalie was going to sleep with anyone in the company, it should be him. Orion gnashed his teeth in a futile attempt to push back the unwanted emotions assailing him. It had been like this since she started working for him last month. When Orion had interviewed her, he had found her womanly curves attractive, but didn’t let that influence his decision to hire her. He had found women attractive in the past and successfully resisted their allure. Yet, Natalie was different. He spent half the day thinking about her soft body when he should focus on the stock market. The other half of the day he spent denying he was thinking about her, or staring at her, or inhaling her scent with his wolf senses. She haunted his dreams, leaving him aching with need and waking up drenched with sweat, his cock so hard that it might explode if he had spent even one more minute dreaming of her. To be infatuated with a woman to this extent, at the age of thirty-eight, was frankly embarrassing. He hadn’t been so captivated since Patty Smyth, way back in eleventh grade. Despite the similarities to that teen crush, this was also completely different. He wanted Natalie with a mature passion. Where he had once dreamed of mysterious actions with Patty, his adult self knew the myriad ways he could enjoy Natalie’s voluptuous figure. It was torturous to deny himself the opportunity to explore that heavenly body, to bury his hands in her mane of wheat-blonde hair. He longed to rake his fingers through her wavy curls and wrap the strands around his hands as he thrust into her, taking possession of her sweet body. All the valid reasons he’d had for not getting involved with his subordinates were thin as water when used to keep him from Natalie. As if his thoughts had conjured her gaze, she looked up from Graham, her eyes honing in on his immediately. A blush stained her cheeks and he knew he didn’t imagine the spark of heat in her brown eyes. When she turned back to Graham, her posture suggested she was trying to withdraw from the conversation. Orion waited with bated breath, wondering if she would come to him. Instead, Natalie walked right past Orion, flashing him a brief, impersonal smile as she made her way into her office. Though he had just left his office with the intent of meeting a client for lunch before allowing the cozy scene with Graham and Natalie to distract him, he followed her. Her office led to his, and he had every right to be there, but couldn’t seem to think of a reason when he walked in to find such a tempting sight. He bit back a groan and tried to ignore the jolt in his groin when he saw Natalie bent over to pick up something off the floor. Her buttocks were soft and shapely, displayed to best advantage by the cut of her gray skirt. She often wore shapeless skirts and dresses, so it was a rare pleasure to see part of her body so prominently displayed. She stood up and started visibly when she saw him standing there. Orion wondered if he had hidden his hunger quickly enough. Judging by the heat suffusing her cheeks and the way she smoothed her hair, probably not. “Did you need something, Mr. Taylor?” He shook his head, barely tamping down the urge to tell her explicitly what he needed. Orion reveled in her obvious nervousness. Much as it should have shamed him, he enjoyed throwing her off-balance. Any sort of reaction that indicated she shared the attraction pleased him. “I…um, did you forget something?” Without speaking, Orion turned and left the office. Part of his rushed exit had to do with seeing the clock and realizing he was about to be late to meet his client. The rest was in reaction to his impulse to jump on Natalie, tear off her clothes and fuck her until they were both senseless. The animal impulse was at odds with his city persona. While in Seattle, he conducted himself in a manner that was strictly human. He was the consummate investor, wine aficionado and sophisticate. It was only on Evergreen Island that he let his wolf side take over at all, and it had been years since he’d had to struggle to keep the two halves of his life separate. Until Natalie.
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