About thirty minutes later, he came over to check on me. “How’s it going, Izzy?”
“Pretty good.” I tapped my monitor. “I think I found a couple of cases you might want to look over for possible precedents.”
Moving close, he leaned over my shoulder to peer at the case I currently had pulled up in the legal research tool. I highlighted the section I thought would be most helpful, and he nodded after reading through it. “Good job. Send me the information for this case and the other one you found. They might be useful.”
“Will do.”
“You said you had some questions?”
“Yes.” Grabbing my notepad, I ran through the first half of them pretty easily. Then I had to pull up some of his notes in the document management system to explain the rest. We were discussing the last few when a drop-dead gorgeous man strode into the room, and it felt as though all the air was sucked out. Idle chit-chat stopped, and everyone started to look very busy. Kevin took a step back so he wasn't hovering quite so close over my shoulder.
“Who is that?” I whispered.
I didn’t need to point at the guy for Kevin to know who I was asking about. “That’s Beau Trahan. He’s the big boss.”
Holy crap! He was the managing partner my dad was always talking about? I’d always pictured someone much older than my dad, with gray hair, glasses, and a bit of a belly. But Mr. Trahan was nothing like I’d imagined. He was probably five to ten years younger than my dad and tall with lean muscles. His dark hair was thick and wavy, and his gorgeous blue eyes were intense as they met mine. I felt his stare deep in my core and was alarmed to find my panties getting damp. I’d never reacted to a man this way before.
My timing couldn’t be worse. Being attracted to my dad’s boss was completely inappropriate. It totally sucked to know that he didn’t want me here. I felt as though my body was betraying me, and I crossed my arms over my chest to hide how my nipples had pebbled. The motion only made things worse since his eyes narrowed as his gaze dropped to my chest. I had the awful feeling that I would be spending the upcoming weekend apologizing to my dad for getting fired from my internship less than a few hours after it had started.
2
Beau
When I left my office to hunt down my absentee assistant, the last thing I expected to find was the first woman to cause my body to react in longer than I could remember. As I stared at her, I quickly buttoned up my suit jacket to hide the evidence of my sudden arousal.
Silky brown curls were held back with a clip on each side of her head, but little tendrils had escaped to frame her gorgeous face. Her eyes were almost the same color, except they had little flecks of amber that I imagined would sparkle when she was happy. She had high cheekbones that were dusted with pink, pouty lips that were meant for filthy things and generous tits that made me want to fall to my knees and worship them. Her waist wasn’t all that small, but the sexy curve of her hips gave her an hourglass figure that any 1940s pinup would have been jealous of. She looked to be around half a foot shorter than my six-foot-three frame, and I could tell that she would fit into my body perfectly.
Just before she’d crossed her arms over her chest, I’d watched her nipples grow hard and poke through her white, button-down blouse. My mouth watered at the thought of sucking on those stiff peaks. And knowing she wasn’t immune to me made my temperature rise to dangerous levels.
Hunger for her gnawed at my insides. Not only had my body stirred but it had also burst to life with a vengeance. It hadn’t taken even a split second to know that I’d do whatever it took to have that beauty writhing beneath me. And it only took another few moments for me to decide that she was also the woman I wanted a future with.
Movement behind her shoulder caught my attention, and I reluctantly tore my eyes away from my bombshell to see Kevin standing stiffly behind her…too close behind her. My brow furrowed, and he shifted his weight nervously. Then he glanced at her, and I narrowed my eyes before taking measured steps—attempting to calm myself before I did something stupid—across the room until I stood in front of them.
“What is going on here?” I growled.
Both Kevin and my girl flinched, and I immediately regretted my tone. I softened my expression as I gazed at her, and after a few beats, she relaxed a little.
“Um, we’re working on the discovery files and preparing for depositions, sir.”
“And who is ‘we,’ Johnson?”
He gestured to my bombshell and smiled nervously. “My intern”—Intern? Oh, fuck—“Izzy Ford.”
Son of a fucking bitch! I nearly shouted the curse but caught myself at the last second.
This was Ellis’s daughter. Isabella Ford. The high school student. Who was at least twenty years younger than me. Her father would kill me. Shit, shit, shit.
“Her first day is going great. She’s eager to learn and picks things up fast.”
Isabella’s cheeks turned crimson, and she glanced shyly at the ground. I tried to stem the flow of inappropriate thoughts, but…eager to learn? I had endless things I wanted to teach her. I was willing to bet she’d master sucking my cock in no time.
Stop thinking like this, Trahan. I lectured myself silently. It was no use, but it gave me the opportunity to say I tried.
She was too fucking young for me. But at her age and the innocent air that hung around her, it was likely she was untouched. She’d be mine and no one else’s. Ever.
I told myself to walk away one more time. Instead, I held out my hand to her. “Come with me.”
Isabella’s pretty face was filled with fear and confusion. She glanced at Kevin worriedly, and I wanted to snap at her to keep her eyes on me. When she looked at me again, she swallowed hard, then whispered, “I didn’t know you’d come in here. Please don’t fire me. I promise to work really hard.”