Resisting Asa by Emily Rose EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Emily Rose
- Language: English
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- Genre: Contemporary Romance Fiction, Billionaire Romance
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I don’t purposely get up in the morning intending to mess with her day. It
just happens. She probably thinks I have some little book somewhere that
lists all the shit I’m going to do to piss her off, but I’m not that committed.
Especially not in the morning after staying up late worrying about the
company’s latest campaign. Or without coffee. I’m smart, but I need coffee to
get me going.
Still, I can’t lie and say that I don’t get a surprising amount of pleasure
seeing her glowering face behind her desk. Some might get offended that a
beautiful woman smiles at everyone else but them, but not me. I don’t take it
personally. Instead, I grin at her slowly, watching with delight as her dark
eyes narrow in suspicion. Like she’s expecting me to do or say something to
I’m going to because I just can’t help seeing her all ruffled and irritated
with me. I’m a glutton for this kind of thing. I should probably seek therapy,
but this is far too much fun, and I don’t need a shrink messing that up.
“Good morning, Sunshine,” I say brightly, a nickname I’ve given her that
she absolutely despises.
“Mr. Lincoln,” she says, voice strained as if being polite and professional
to me is difficult for her. Despite being told multiple times, she never calls
me by my first name, and though it irks me, I roll with it. She calls my
brothers, father, and grandfather by their first names, so I think I’ll chalk it up
to our own unique thing. “Your father and brothers are waiting for you.”
I take her in, because she’s ridiculously beautiful, and I can’t make out a
single part of her that looks like it’s been nipped, tucked, lifted, or enhanced.
She has black hair that she always wears pulled up—today is what my nieces
call a french braid—dark brown eyes and full lips that rarely smile at me.
She’s sitting down, so I can only see the simple white blouse she’s wearing
with tiny pearl buttons that show off the swell of her breasts and slim waist.
On her wrist are a few bracelets, and around her neck is a delicate chain with
a small charm the color of her name. I can just see the top of her waistband,
so I imagine she’s wearing her usual black pants.
Not that I complain because they make her ass look fantastically biteable.
“Sunshine, you sound like you’re not excited to see me,” I mock pout.
“Are you trying to get rid of me?”
Her eyes narrow again, but her words are as polite and professional as
before when she replies, “I’m merely reminding you that you have a meeting,
Mr. Lincoln. One you’re about to be late for if you don’t go in now.”
“Are you ever going to call me Asa?” I ask her, leaning casually against
her desk, content to be as late as I like. If I were early, everyone would think
I was sick.
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