Secret Indiscretions (Carson Cove Scandals 2)

“I’m sure we’ll manage.” He pressed his lips to my forehead. “We made it this far…”

“Yes, we did.” I smiled. “I suppose working for you wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world…”

Maybe I have a few more secret indiscretions in my future after all.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Melanie

One month later

“Melanie, can you come into my office for a minute.” Jon leaned out of his office and motioned to me.

“Sure thing, Jon.” I grinned as I stood up from my desk, adjusted my skirt, and walked into his office. “Where would you like me?”

On the desk—across it—underneath it?

“Have a seat; this is actually about work.” He sat down behind his desk.

“Oh…” I blinked in surprise. “Okay.”

It’s rarely about work…

“Something has been bothering me since we found out about Gina.” He leaned back in his chair once he was seated.

“What’s that?” I tilted my head apprehensively.

“She was out to get you from the beginning, and after doing a little digging, I discovered something—you didn’t mess things up with the Martin Construction account.” He leaned forward. “She sabotaged it—her employee ID was logged into the file right after yours and then erased—but there are still traces, even if you’re careful.”

“Wow…” I raised my eyebrows in shock. “That’s nice to know, I guess…”

“It also means that you were well on your way to being a very successful member of our Distribution Marketing department before she screwed you over.” He sighed. “Which is why I called you in here…”

“Oh?” I titled my head inquisitively.

“You’re way too good to be an administrative assistant.” He chuckled under his breath. “I mean, don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love having you right outside of my office—for obvious reasons—but you really deserve something better.”

“Everyone in the office knows we’re dating now…” I looked down and sighed. “They would ask questions, regardless. I’m happy where I’m at.”

“That’s totally your decision.” He shrugged. “I’m certainly not going to complain because you’ve done an amazing job since you started, but—the offer is there if you want to take me up on it.”

“I’ll keep it in mind…” I smiled and leaned forward. “Now, is there anything else you would like me to take care while I’m here?”

“You already know the answer to that.” He leaned forward until his lips were crushing mine and pulled me onto his desk.

How could I possibly give this up fo

r a boring desk job downstairs?

* * *

Several hours later

“Mommy, you’re home!” Charley came running into the living room as soon as I opened the door.

“I am.” I looked at her and smile. “Did you get some packing done today?”

“Yep! I’m all set!” She reached up to hug me.