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Wednesday, September 22, 2010


He was driving her crazy. If he didn't stop breathing down her neck about this project, she was going to flip out and likely get herself escorted out of the building. Nathan had put her over this project a month ago and her presentation was in the morning. She'd never had a boss micro-manage her the way he did. Julia had a good mind to request some kind of move once this pitch was over.

Nathan would come to her office multiple times a day with critiques or suggestions. His name wasn't even attached to this project so his hovering was really driving her crazy.

"Julia?" She looked up to find him standing in her doorway. She sighed audibly, "Yeah?"

There was a time when she wouldn't have dreamed of being so blatantly annoyed with her boss, but that time was now long gone.

"Sorry," He walked in, "I was thinking maybe we could meet at lunch to go over your presentation? I'll  order in?"

Julia shuffled the papers on her desk and tried to breath deep. "Actually Nathan, I'm planning to work through lunch today. I won't have all the components put together til closer to five o'clock."

"Oh," he stuttered, "Maybe I'll order in dinner then?" he asked. Exasperated Julia stood to face him.

"Why do you insist on checking behind me? Your name isn't even on this account. I promise, I'm not going to make you look bad!"

Nathan's expression was confused. He shifted his weight and ran a hand through his hair. "Is that what you think? That I think you're going to make me look bad?" He stuck his hands in his pockets.

Julia shrugged. "What else should I think, Nathan?" She walked around to the front of her desk. "You're constantly checking behind me like you think I'm not capable or something." Nathan dropped his head and sighed.

"I'm sorry. I only wanted to help." He looked so pitiful, Julia wanted to kick herself.

"I'm sorry, Nathan. That wasn't fair. It's just that, well, this project is a big deal for me."

"I know," he interrupted, taking a step toward her. "I really did just want to help so you could make a good impression. They're surveying for employees who qualify for promotion right now, and I want you to have a chance."

"Oh," Julia stuttered. Nathan wanted her to get promoted? She was the strongest person on his team. "You want me off the team?"

"Well, no, but," Nathan glanced back towards the door and raked a hand through his hair again. It was a cute gesture, and it always left his hair a mess.

"You've got to stop doing that." Julia laughed and lifted a hand to smooth his hair down. She met his gaze and saw the heat in his eyes. All of the sudden it made sense why he'd been hovering, and trying to get her promoted off of his team.

Her hand stilled, and she jerked back as though she'd been burned. Before she had a chance to say anything he closed the space between them and pulled her into his arms, covering her mouth with his own.

The kiss was soft, and agonizingly sweet. He took a deep breath, waiting. Julia didn't move, nor did she open her eyes. In a span of seconds his mouth was on hers again, but this time it wasn't soft. Nathan's hands were in her hair, and his hips trapped her against the desk behind her. The kiss consumed her and she clung to his shoulders as his tongue and teeth brought her heart rate up and caused an aching in her pussy.

He changed the angle of the kiss and Julia's hands were on his chest gripping his shirt. She'd completely forgotten where she was when she heard the mail cart bumping off the elevator. Nathan jerked away from her just as one of the mail clerks passed by her office door.

"Hey Julia." he called as he waved.

Julia just smiled and nodded. Grateful he hadn't stopped to chat. Nathan wiped a hand at his face and Julia smoothed her hair back into place. She caught his gaze and the desire was still there. Letting her gaze rake down his body she noted the bulge in his pants.

Her breath caught and she brought her gaze back to his face.

"So I'll order in dinner? And you can show me the pitch." Nathan waited for her response.

"Yeah," she laughed, "that would great."

Nathan smiled and strode out the door. Julia sat back against her desk and smiled. Well ok, she thought.

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