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Summary
Credit and Sales - often at war in Corporate America. When Con-Vert's new, young
Director of Sales Edward Masen met 38 year-old Director of Credit Bella Swan, it
was almost inevitible that sparks would fly. AH...RATED MA - ADULTS ONLY,
PLEASE
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The Cocky and The Cougar
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Chapter 1 ~ The Cocky
I looked up to see his tall, almost lanky form standing in the doorway of my office,
an envelope in his hand. I smiled at him and he took that as an invitation to enter.
"Another check?" I asked, alluding to that which he held in his hand.
"Yep. See? I only bring you money—never work."
"And that is why I love you." I smiled larger as he handed me the envelope.
Never mind that the checks that erroneously ended up in his department should
be given to Janice, our Cash Application Specialist. He knew this. At the very least
he knew the Director of the department didn't post payments, so why would he
bring these things to me?
I knew very well why. And he knew that I knew.
He smirked and pulled one of the chairs away from the small conference table in
my office, crossing an ankle over his knee as he sat down. He crossed his hands
behind his head as he leaned back into them.
"Comfortable?" I asked, grinning. As he was apparently planning to stay for a bit, I
turned my chair to face his, crossing my own legs. I was fully aware that, by my
doing so, he was being treated to an eyeful of quite a bit of my thigh.
"How's your day going?"
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"James, can I help you with something?" I enjoyed our little flirtatious games and
James was fun to look at, but I had work to do.
He chuckled and looked at me with a definite glint in his eye. "Oh, there are many
things you can help me with, Bella."
"While I have heard that you need help in those areas, James, I don't think I'm the
woman for the job. But is there something business-related with which you need my
assistance?"
He narrowed his eyes as he considered me across the table. "Have a drink with
me, after work."
"A drink?" We both knew it wasn't a drink he wanted to have with me.
"For starters," he said.
I considered it, and not for the first time. Although he was significantly younger
than I, James was quite good looking and undeniably sexy ... in a decidedly dirty
way. And I had a hanker on for dirty lately. He'd been blatantly flirting with me since
he started at the company, only just that past May—not even three months prior.
The day he started as Con-Vert's new Cost Accountant, he was introduced to the
department heads he would be working most closely with. Upon meeting me, his
eyes sparkled and he lewdly looked me up and down as I shook his hand.
"Bella," he'd said. "What a fitting name."
When he left my office, I wasn't sure if I wanted a shower or to shower with him. I
immediately began to question my taste.
I once saw him in shorts and without a shirt on, during a company picnic in June.
Some of the guys had decided on a spur-of-the-moment basketball game and my
friend Angela and I sat on the adjacent grass to watch them play. Angela had to
watch in show of support for her boyfriend, Ben. I just wanted to watch so I could
view all the testosterone on parade.
James was not especially muscular, but he was long and lean and well built, with
abs that practically begged me to run my tongue over them. He had muscular thighs
and my mind reeled at the thought of the strength they held within them.
It may have been my imagination, but it seemed he was showing off a bit for me
while he played. He even dunked a couple of times, once hanging on the rim like he
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