The Perfect Mistake (The Connovan Chronicles #2)

by Olivia Hayle

“I hope I’m the first woman you’ve ever fucked on your desk.” He turns to follow me, his hands in his pockets. “You are the first,” he says. “I’ll never be able to look at that desk the same way again.” I pull on my coat. “Well… mission accomplished.” He smiles at me. I smile back at him. There’s another ping from his calendar, and I laugh. “Okay, okay. You’re a very busy man. I’ll leave.” “I wish I wasn’t,” he says. “Round two doesn’t sound so bad.” “Tonight,” I say. He nods and reaches down, adjusting himself through his pants with a wry smile. That makes me chuckle, and I hoist my bag up on my shoulder. “Okay. Bye.” “Bye,” he says. “Go conquer the world.” “Already conquered,” he says. It’s such a cocky thing to say that I roll my eyes. He looks like a conquerer, too, standing there with his watchful eyes and in his pristine suit, with a messed-up desk and the New York City skyline behind him. “Rule it well, then,” I say. “I always do.”