Accidentally Flirting with the CEO (Whirlwind Romance Series)

talent and time. Alexa’s
very ready. She’s worked damn hard on all those other accounts and she’ll be
completing her masters soon. She’s got what it takes. She’s an asset to the
company.”
    “I don’t think so. She takes way too long on client
projects.”
    Jess wrinkled his eye brows. “So she’s a bit of a
perfectionist. Just where are you going with this, Lee?”
    “Never mind. I just want you to be focused on your duties.
Not—side tracked by a pretty young face.”
    Jess’s lips tightened into a hard line. Shaking his head and
narrowing his eyes, he walked over to his sister. “Let it go, Lee. Not every
young woman in the firm is out to seduce me. Besides, she’s the last thing on
my mind where that’s concerned. Okay?” he said as he lovingly held her shoulders
and gave her a hug.
    With a peck on the cheek, he said, “Good night, Sis.”
    He really didn’t want to go through this all night. But
truth be told, he thought about Alexa a lot. He kept that information to
himself.  She was totally, completely, irrevocably—off limits!
Period.
    Though she seemed different from the rest, no way in hell
was he going to date, or see an employee and risk having his heart slit again
and his reputation damaged. His career and reputation were all he had now.
    Alexa was hot, but he would have to learn to cool his
thoughts of her.
    He would go in tomorrow and not focus too much on her legs.
Or her smile, or her gorgeous figure.
    Or her charm and the sweet scent of her perfume. God, she
really knew how to arouse him.
    But the meeting tomorrow would be all about business. What
would be good for the business—not his libido!
    Just her work.
    Nothing else.
    He went back into the bed and glanced at his BlackBerry. He
knew he had dozens of new e-mail messages that linked to his cell phone. But
what the heck, the new and improved Jess was not a workaholic and was not going
to switch back on his cell phone until tomorrow.
    Whatever messages were sent, he’d read up on his e-mails
tomorrow. Before going into Alexa’s employee evaluation.
    He just prayed his sister wouldn’t screw it up at that
evaluation since all senior members of the firm would be evaluating her.
    He needed Alexa for the account. She was the only person who
he could trust to head it up and do a wicked job. Her track record at TLC was
unimpeachable.
    What could possibly go wrong at her evaluation meeting
tomorrow?
     

CHAPTER 3
     
    The next morning, Alexa dashed through the parking lot of
Hope’s Plaza toward the glass building that housed TLC Advertising.
    The early morning sun peaked through the clouds and the
humidity moistened her skin. She breathed in the air as her nostrils took a
cool whiff of fragrance from the fresh flowers blooming in the flowerbed near
the entrance to the building.
    Oh, she wished life were a bed of roses right now, but it
was far from it. She could feel her heart pound hard and fast in her throat.
    That damned e-mail!
    She swallowed hard.
    A sense of urgency raced through her as she quickened her
steps toward the building. Her shoes made a tapping noise on the pavement. She
wore her pink-colored knee-length summer dress and a professional looking
cream-colored blazer. A fashionable scarf tied around her neck to polish her
look.
    Neat.
    Sophisticated.
    Business-like. Yet relaxed for the artistic company she
worked for. 
    She really didn’t want to risk perspiration before her big
evaluation this morning. But she just had to beat Jess into the office to
somehow delete the X-rated e-mail she accidently sent to him, with the help of
the I.T. department, of course. She had to do all this before he arrived into
the office. She couldn’t risk him getting the e-mail she sent to him in error.
    Alexa stopped just a few steps shy of the entrance. There,
over by the reserved parking section her eyes caught Jess’s silver Ford SUV.
    Shit .
    He was in the office already. She peered down at her watch.
It read 7:33 a.m.
    “What the hell is he doing here so early?” she frowned,
panic scrawled on her face.
    God, he’s a workaholic!
     Please tell me he did not read that e-mail.
    The sound of a car door slamming caused Alexa to jolt. She
whipped her head to the direction of the noise. An executive from one of the
other offices in the building had slammed his car door shut incredibly hard. He
appeared with gym pants and t-shirt as he scuttled into the building, briefcase
in hand, garment bag swung over his