Reckless (Irresistible 6)

“Don’t bother. They took a meeting with RTA today.”

My heart sank into my stomach. “As in Roth Talent Agency?”

“What other RTA is there?” he asked cuttingly.

I swallowed.

None.

RTA was the industry goliath that took on any and every client just to keep its monopoly over the sporting world. Like everyone else at Engelman, I hated them.

Of course, my reasons were both professional and personal.

I gulped, feeling several worlds of regret as I just stood there, watching Adam seethe.

“Look, AJ, maybe you forgot, because of all your personal issues during the Palm Beach trip, but this client is really fucking important to me.”

I bristled at his tone. “Trust me, Adam. I want to sign him as badly as you do.”

“Then act like it.”

My temper flared for half a second before I breathed in deep, forcing myself to respond in a strictly professional tone.

“I will. It won’t happen again,” I said respectfully before turning on my heel and heading back to my desk.

I wanted to be pissed at Adam—and I was—but I also knew I had no right. I’d just fucked up. Royally. And for the dumbest possible reason.

ME: Hi I just potentially cost us a client because I can’t stop avoiding my very fuckable boss

I sent the text to Georgia just as Kenzie Engelman waltzed by in a crop top and leather skirt. “Adam busy?” she asked.

“Free as a bird,” I lied, if only to give myself a two-minute breather from him.

GEORGIA: Are you okay?

ME: Well I messed up big and he just chewed me out but I still managed to be turned on by how hot he is when he’s mad so I think the answer is no I’m not okay because I’m legit insane.

GEORGIA: No you’re not! Angry Adam is a thing

She had a point.

Angry Adam was indeed a thing coined by the women of this office, because he was generally always smiling and being a smart ass. It was rare that he was ever full-blown mad and when he was, the ladies tended to find an excuse to pass by his office, just to get a glimps

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Well, now’s the time, girls, I thought as I decided to ignore his latest text of “get rid of her”—as in Kenzie—for just another minute.

GEORGIA: So what are you doing now?

ME: Oh nothing just avoiding his office because of what we did there in my dream

ME: And trying not to picture his dick based on what I felt over the weekend.

I hit send on the last text just as Liza’s voice sounded before me.

“Hey, girl,” she said, appearing so suddenly that I practically slammed my phone face down on my desk. “I’m heading out soon but I need to scan those documents. Did Adam sign them yet?”

“Oh.” I peered over my shoulder into his office. “I’m not sure, but I’ll remind him and I’ll bring them right over,” I replied as I watched Kenzie lean so far over Adam’s desk that she was practically laying on her stomach. “I just gotta get that one out of there first,” I said, offering a laugh as I turned back around.