Taking her hand he went over to his desk and sat down having her sit on his lap. "Work here, as my Personal Assistant. You'd be great at it, you're good when it comes to talking to people and you're intelligent, not to mention beautiful."
She couldn't believe what she was hearing, being a personal assistant wasn't something she ever thought of doing. "Ryan, I don't know, I don't think it's a good idea."
"Why not?"
"Because of our relationship I mean we already see each other all the time and then working together, it might be too much."
He placed her chin in his hand and turned her to face him. "You need a job, I need a P.A. Just think about this, I pay much better than what you got from Milton, not to mention the fringe benefits. Come with me, I want to show you something," he said, taking her hand he headed out of his office and down the hall. Stopping at a door he opened it and stepped aside, letting her go in first.
"So why did you bring me here?"
"This would be your office. I really want you to take this job, my last P.A quit and I don't like dealing with the public and writing statements for the press. What do you say? You would pretty much be your own boss."
"Oh, I don't know, there's a lot to think about."
"What is there to think about?"
"Ryan, what if things soured between us and we ended things? I don't want to lose another job, it wouldn't work out."
"What kind of man do you take me for? I have no plans on ending what we have and if we do end it I would never take away the job. It's yours for as long as you want it."
She walked around the desk and sat down in the chair. "I might be willing to take the offer if you'll spring for a new chair, this one is very uncomfortable." She looked up at him and saw him smiling.
"I'll get you a new chair, a new desk, anything you want. So you're taking the job?"
"Yeah, I will."
Going over to the door he locked it before going over, pulling her up.
The next morning she was busy making them breakfast when Ryan came up behind her, his lips going to her neck.
"You look so hot cooking in this shirt," he said, kissing her neck.
"Ryan stop," she said, giggling. "You're going to make me burn our food. Now go sit down, but pour us some coffee first."
Growling he grabbed two mugs from the cupboard and poured coffee into them. Sitting down he kept his eyes on her legs, wishing they were wrapped around his waist. "Would you consider walking around naked all the time?"
"What?" she said, laughing as she laid the plates down on the table.
"You have great legs, a great @ss and the most amazing br**sts I've ever seen. I think you should never cover them up. I'd really like to see you naked all the time."
"Not going to happen," she said, taking a sip of her coffee, looking over at him over the rim of her mug with a smile on her face.
"Just thought I'd throw it out there."
"Better eat up, we need to get to work," she said, smiling back at him.
"I'm the boss, remember? It's OK for us to be late, I'm not about to fire either one of us," he said, chuckling.