Executive Jeff Wallace has lusted after Evan Hawthorne since the moment his new employee first stepped into his office for a job interview. Evan is almost ten years Jeff's junior, fresh out of grad school, and one of the best salesmen in the office. Jeff thinks he's hot as hell and as luck would have it, he knows Evan is just as interested.<br><br>The only problem? There's a sticky little paragraph in the employee handbook that keeps Jeff from doing anything more than fantasizing about his new employee. The clause that states, in plain English, that managers and their immediate employees cannot fraternize. They can't get together, not even outside the office, just because Jeff's the boss.<br><br>Jeff has pleaded with his own supervisor, Kirk Morris, to change the rules. Why shouldn't he? Kirk owns the damn company and spends most of his time bonking Jeff's secretary. But it's a no go ... until Jeff finds himself working late one evening with no one left in the office but Evan, who decides to take matters into his own hands regardless of what the employee manual might say.

Double Standard

Because I’m not sure I’m strong enough to not touch him,I look away.“Evan,”I sigh,my voice low.We’re relatively alone at the moment—Amber in the restroom,Charity by the copier,the rest of the staff probably already in the boardroom.Kirk nowhere in sight.


“I’m coming.”Still bent down,he flashes me a quick grin over his shoulder.


At that smile,my breath catches in my throat.Me too.Damn.


Those taut,twin buttocks encased in tight khakis…my own pants feel a size too small now,and I shove my fists down into my pockets to press against the hardness growing at my crotch.When that doesn’t work,I shift from one foot to the other,trying to alleviate the ache that’s settled deep within my balls.My gaze flickers around the room like a butterfly,lighting over everything but stopping nowhere.I can only glance at him in quick,short peeks.Anything more threatens to short-circuit my brain.


Chapter 3