“John,” he corrected her; he was sitting behind his desk and picturing the frustrated anger on her beautiful face with her hair in that elegant chignon at the nape of her neck. A neck that he wanted to run his tongue over right now. “No sense in us being so formal when I have drank from your mouth.” He teased her.

The image that he had brought up was very disturbing and she felt her body shivering with desire. What on earth was the matter with her?

“I actually have a date right now, that I am running late for.” She was horrified at the lie she had come up with, if he knew she was not telling him the truth then it would prove to him how much she was affected by him.

“Liar,” he growled. “You are just saying that to get rid of me. I don’t go away so easily Leonie.” He warned her.

“I don’t want to get involved with you Mr. Masaki,” she told him firmly. “I am not interested in any relationship and if I am I prefer to do the choosing.” She told him with a bite in her tone.

“We’ll see about that.” His tone was quiet and Leonie had the sinking feeling that it was the same tone that was heard from his competitors before he took over their companies. “You are afraid to open yourself to what might be something significant in your life and I am not going to allow you to close yourself off to something that we can share together.”

“Excuse me? Allow me?” her voice had gone dangerously soft and he knew he had gotten deep under her skin. Good! He had to make her start feeling again. He had done some investigating on her and realized that she had not been the same since her father had left.

“I will let you think about what I have said Leonie,” he told her softly, a smile playing around his lips. “If you change your mind about dinner please give me a call.”

He hung up before she could blast him with some very choice words. He could wait until he turned blue. She thought furiously. Who did he think he was?

She had met him barely three weeks ago now and he had managed to evoke anger, frustration and s*xual desire inside her in that short space of time. She was not used to being so on edge all the time and she was finding it very exhausting.

*****

She did something she would not have normally done had she been thinking straight. She called up a friend and invited him out to dinner.

His name was Robert Barnes and she had met him when she signed up his older sister for a matchmaking service. They had kept in touch casually over the years and he had asked her once or twice to go out with him but she had refused.

He was a nice enough guy who was into real estate and was in his early thirties. He was an attractive chocolate colored guy with and an intelligent looking face.

“I am going out with Robert,” she had told Simoniel when they were at the office. It was a Friday afternoon and they were putting together a profile for a client.

“You mean that totally nerdy dude you said did nothing for you?” Simoniel asked with a raised brow.

“I just figured I should start dating,” she avoided her friend’s eyes and continued making some adjustments to the profile she was doing.

“What brought this on?” Simoniel was not about to let it go.

“What do you mean?” she asked her friend casually.

“You have been behaving strangely for the past couple of weeks Lee and I am wondering why,” Simoniel had stopped what she was doing and was giving her friend her full attention.

“You were the one who said I should find myself a man and now that I am trying to do so, you are complaining.” Leonie said in exasperation.

“Robert is not your type Lee,” her friend was looking at her closely.

“He is a brother isn’t he?” she said defensively, finally meeting the girl’s eyes.

“He is still not your type. I don’t care how dark the color of his skin is.” Simoniel told her firmly. “Does this have anything to do with a certain John Masaki?”

“What?” Leonie stared at her dumbfounded, her guard down for a moment.

“Ever since that man walked inside this place you have been behaving differently. And then he called asking us to find someone for him to start dating I had my suspicions and I was further convinced by your adamant refusal.”

“You are reading too much into it.” Leonie felt her heartbeat quicken. She wished she could confide in her friend but all this was too raw and too confusing to share with anyone, even her.

“Am I?” Simoniel asked her. “I am your best friend girl and I know when you are bull sh*tting me and you are doing so right now.”

“I have no clue what you are talking about. I am going out with Robert because I am exploring my options so just leave it at that!” she said firmly and went back to work.