Temptress

29|Jealousy, Jealousy

Elliot's POV

O N E W E E K L A T E R

I'm going insane.

One week has passed, a whole damn week, with her not giving me the light of day.

The only time she spoke to me or even looked in my direction was when she had a question about work.

This is what I should want—her staying behind that line I drew.

However, it sickened me that she did.

Every time I tried to carry on a conversation outside of work, she quickly shut it down.

I even went to visit her father a few times, but still no attention.

Her drug test came back negative, just like she said it would.

I'm really proud of her.

"Italian or french?" Blake asked as I returned to the conversation.

"What?"

"For my date with Sereia!" he smiled.

"Oh," I said as I rubbed my forehead. "Um, french. No, Italian. You know what, I don't know."

"Jeez, what is up with you?" he asked. "I need to convince to her to go on this second date with me. It has to be perfect."

"Why?" I asked and he pointed at his dick.

"He needs to know how she feels," he said. "Did you see her today? The way how her skirt hugs her fat ass is incredible."

I stayed quiet as I tried not to picture Sereia's ass.

"Come on," he bugged me. "Help a brother out. Save my aching dick."

"You told me that you've slept with three others this week."

"I am a man of many needs," he laughed. "Help me get her. French or Italian."

I watched him plead desperately. I've never seen him try so hard to impress a woman before.

Dammit, I'm such a horrible best friend.

How could I lust over the woman he wanted first?

"Neither," I told him. "She likes Thai."

I recalled her lunch orders from our business trip.

He smiled as he tapped my shoulder. "You're the best. Have I ever told you that?"

I forced a smile as someone knocked on the door.

"Come in," I answered before my father's hand-me-down assistant, Julia, walked in.

"Sir, the board members are waiting for you and Mr. Harrison."

We both nodded before we got up and walked to the conference room.

My eyes instantly landed on her sitting alone while the other board members conversed among themselves.

She looked so out of place, yet this was exactly where she belonged.

Blake cleared his throat. "Your CEO is here, show some respect."

Everyone immediately hushed as they stood up to show respect.

As she stood up, my eyes subconsciously travelled to her ass which did not want to be confined to that tight fabric.

When I realized the others were looking at me, I forced myself to walk to the front. "Sit."

Blake ran to the empty spot beside her as they all sat.

I cleared my throat uncomfortably as I opened my folder and tried searching for my notes.