But it was the man behind the desk who really blew my mind. Never had I seen a sexier man. And never had I reacted so instantly to a man before, either. He was oozing pure sex appeal, from the way his sleeves were rolled up to show off those droolworthy forearms, to the pouty lips that were begging to be kissed, to the five-o’clock shadow that I wanted to lick. Zane was sitting behind his desk, and… holy shit. I never wanted to sit in someone’s lap so damn bad before.
