Chapter 10

She glanced at the time and groaned at the 12:37 that shown. She'd told her assistant – Alice - to go for her lunch break because she didn't want her staying behind just because she was.

She was so immersed in what she was doing she didn't want to get distracted, she’d just have to send a quick text to Alice to get her something on her way back. Just then someone knocked on her door and she frowned.

“Alice, I told you go for lunch." She said, her eyes still glued to the page of the file in front of her.

"What about you?" She heard a sexy husky male voice ask and she didn’t have to look up to know who it was. But when she finally tore her gaze away from the words on the file and looked up, she found the man that hunted her dreams last night. Yeah, she dreamt about him. How things had escalated quickly from her living room to her bedroom. This morning she had woken up wet...more like drenched. She couldn’t do anything about how good looking he was and her dreams had its own mind, it’s not like she could control what or who she dreamt about.

He was wearing a dark grey suit today. His hair was...sighs. All she wanted to do was run her fingers through his hair or better yet tug at it as he made sweet love to...

Oh My God. What was happening to her?

Jules snapped herself out of the wild thoughts she was having about him.

Ceaser could see last night hadn’t just affected him but her too and he smirked at that.

"Like what you see, Ms. Jenna?" He asked as he shut the door and proceeded to her desk.

"What are you doing here?" Jules asked surprised to see him here and preventing herself from standing up because she didn’t trust her legs not to move towards him.

"I came to see you." He said like it was normal.

"How did you find me, again?" She asked.

"I have my ways Ms. Jenna." He smiled.

Jules clenched her jaw and her thighs.

"Why aren't you on your lunch break?" He asked casually.

"Hum..." She looked back at the files on her desk then at him "...I can't."

"Why not?"

"I have to be done with these files before I leave today, and taking a lunch break wouldn't help reduce my work."

"You could always take them home with you." He suggested like she never thought of that.

"No. Weekends are for Ivy and I, no work involved and I hate keeping them over the weekend."

Jules could have sworn she saw his eyes glisten but it disappeared as fast as it flashed.

"Bummer." He said placing both his hands on her desk and staring at her intently.

She stared at his biceps that looked mouth-watering through his suit jacket. She wondered what they would look like naked.

"W-why is that?" She asked pulling her gaze away from his biceps to his face.

"I would have loved to take you out." He said, leaning closer to her.

Jules’ breath caught at how close he was getting. It was almost like he was looking into her soul. His eyes darkened to a darker shade of grey. Jules’ lips dried because of her raging breath through her slightly parted lips. She moistened it with her tongue and Ceaser’s gaze dropped from her eyes down to where her tongue jutted out and moved across her lips. He clenched his jaw at the movement of her tongue. Damn! He wanted to replace her tongue with his, he thought as his eyes met hers again after she withdrew her tongue.

The tension was back...this time in double folds.

Slowly Ceaser leaned lower and lower till they shared the same air and he watched in fascination as her eyes drifted close and her long lashes fell in a crescent on her cheek. Jules felt his lips brush her cheek and she cursed at her desk for being small else he wouldn’t be able to reach her.

"I'll pick you up for dinner." Ceaser said with that voice of his that made her heart do a back flip and a cart wheel.

Jules snapped her eyes open to see him walking away. He opened the door and turned to look at her, a smile on his face as he gave her a wink before he went out of her office leaving her confused and angry at herself for giving him the power to be able to make her feel like this.

Oh, he was such a jerk. Jules thought. He said something about dinner?

He was going to get it.

Ceaser left her office with a smirk on his face.

It was working.

He thought.

He counted on the seduction working but he didn't plan on it backfiring too. He released his breath when he was alone in the confinement of the elevator. He had almost kissed her not because it was part of his seduction but because he wanted to. He had had to use the last of his control to hold back and push away from her.

This wasn't going to end well for him.

He groaned.

Now he wished he had a friend to talk to about his situation. Ceaser had always been on his own since the beginning. He was an only child and a nerd in school who always got into trouble for standing up for himself whenever he got bullied. That was until he got to College and changed his entire look which got everyone’s attention. The girls wanted him and the guys wanted to be friends with him.

That was the point in his life he understood what everyone wanted the most – Money. But with the short time he had spent with Jules, she wasn’t like the rest of them. She was different.

Whatever was going on between them, he’d never had that with anyone even Bea.

What was it about Jules Jenna that made him this crazy?