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"Miss Scott, you can't go in there," Donovan James' secretary yelled.
"It's fine, he'll see me, Marianne."
"No, he asked not to be disturbed," Marianne called out.
Even through the door he could hear the mad scramble of a chair sliding across the floor and the rapid staccato of high-heeled shoes clicking across the floor. His office door swung open and Lisa Scott stood at the entranceway. "Van, call off your dog."
His harried secretary Marianne stood beside Lisa. The fierce set of his assistant's shoulders and her pursed lips almost made him laugh. Part of the reason why he'd hired her was because she intimidated practically everyone, but Lisa wasn't like most people.
"I told her you were busy," the older woman told him. Her displeasure with the other woman dripped from her tongue.
"It's fine, Marianne," Van assured her.
Lisa rolled her eyes at him then turned to the smaller woman and smiled. "Can I get a cup of tea when you get a chance?"
"Of course," Marianne gritted.
He bit his lip to hide his amusement at the interplay. Marianne disliked every woman he dated on sight and Lisa had been no different, despite the fact that Lisa had remembered Marianne's birthday and anniversary. Still, the older woman had no patience for her, now Lisa seemed to take pleasure in annoying his assistant.
Setting his pen down on the mountain of paperwork on his desk, he sighed. So much for getting through his work. Although if he was going to be interrupted, he couldn't think of a better reason than Lisa. He scanned her body in the fitted skirt and blouse. Her dark brown hair was pulled back into some kind of knot and with her glasses on she had this whole librarian thing going on. And damned if the look didn't just make him want to muss her up.
Her blue eyes twinkled as she pointed a finger at him. "Don't even think about it, mister. I have a meeting to go to when I finish here."