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A Necessary Evil

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“Is there anything else I can get for you, Ms. Morgan?”

Lilah didn’t glance up from the brief she was preparing. “Could you hand me my briefcase? It’s behind the door.”

The sound of the door clicking shut captured her attention. She glanced up to see the nicest ass she had seen in a very long time bent over in front of her. She couldn’t stop staring.

Well, she had always hated office work. In fact she had considered it a, pardon the pun, necessary evil. But with a view like that she found she didn’t mind it at all.