Teasing The Boss (21 page)
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(A sneak peek at book 3 in the Billionaires in the City series)
Copyright 2015 Mallory Crowe
Dean cursed under his breath as the screw dropped from his hands, clattering onto the tile twenty feet below him. What kind of idiot designed a light that needed screws to change a damn bulb?
He hoped the small ping of the metal hitting the ground wouldn’t attract much attention, but Victoria Green’s head whipped around to stare disdainfully at where the screw rolled to a stop.
“Shit,” he muttered as he descended down the ladder, two steps at a time. Even so, he had no chance of beating the CEO to the offending piece of metal.
She narrowed her gaze at him as she picked it up off the floor, and he stopped in his tracks.
“What is this?” she asked, holding the screw in front of her.
Dean glanced over his shoulder, hoping Grace would pop in to save him from whatever hell was about to be unleashed. “It slipped out of my hands,” he said, squaring his shoulders as he stared her down. I would’ve picked it up.
Victoria tilted her head and glared up at him. Even in her three inch heels, Dean towered over her, but she didn’t seem the slightest bit fazed. “This is an employee appreciation dinner. I don’t think my employees will feel very appreciated if they have to dodge nuts and bolts on the dance floor, do you?”
He gritted his teeth. “It’s not a nut or a bolt, it’s a—“
She rolled her eyes. “I can’t take this. Where’s Grace?”
Dean took a deep, calming breath. Shit. He really didn’t want Grace pissed at him. The work she gave him wasn’t too steady, but she paid well and he normally got some pretty amazing food out of it. “Last I saw, she was going into the kitchen with the caterer.”
“Thank you,” she said with obviously false sincerity, before sauntering away.
Don’t look at her ass. Don’t you dare look…
Dean couldn’t help his gaze from following the sway of her hips as she crossed the large hall.
Not exactly what he pictured when he thought of the CEO of a nationwide hardware retail store. Especially not one named Green &
Sons
. Rumor had it that her brother was so incompetent when it came to running the company that he was forced out by his sister, Victoria. It wasn’t really surprising that the tabloids were a fan of hers. She was smokin’ hot and surrounded by family drama.
At least that Grace had told him in the quick debrief before the job. He didn’t need to read tabloids. He had enough family drama of his own back home. Pocketing the errant screw, he climbed back up the ladder. He just needed to get this job done and go the rest of the night without pissing off the richest person in the room.
*End of sneak peek*
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