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DYLAN

"We're at work! You can not say things like that." She is a rather interesting shade of red as she scolds me.

"Put your pretty little ass in the chair, Jenna." My eyes fall back to the open computer in front of me, but even though I'm not looking in her direction, I know that she's still standing in the same spot.

"You have two simple options, Jenna..."

She cuts me off in a hard tone. "I won't let you speak to me like that, Dylan. You have to decide whether or not you want me as an employee or as a lover."

My eyes trail up to meet hers, and I continue speaking like I didn't hear her. "You either sit down like I've asked you to, or I'd fuck that attitude right out of you and put your naked butt in that chair myself."

Her eyes bulge at the seriousness and vulgarity of my tone and words. "You can't say things like that."

I raise a single brow. "I can, and I just did. I also mean every single one of those words."

She stares at me with anger burning in her gaze, and folds her arms ov