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                  After sending Grant a quick email of the event details, she sent a group message to Tyler and the guys from Burnside congratulating them on booking a gig with Charlotte’s Drive. She slid the phone into the pocket of her dark skinny jeans, grabbed her purse, and left the comfort of her office, letting her assistant know she would be taking lunch soon. On her way down the massive entity that was Monarch Records, Mia stopped on the marketing and publicity floors to give her coworkers an insight on the deal. When she finally reached the lobby of the building, she was exhausted and in need of a good burger.
                  She was generally thankful for the numerous restaurants that filled the streets of New York City. However, she was starving and hated waiting. She picked the closest place, a joint she’d eaten at dozens of times before. As she sat at the table alone, she let her mind drift to Benson. Over the last twenty four hours it had gotten pretty good at that. She wondered how she’d gone so long without looking at the man, and if life would ever be the same now that she’d felt his rugged breath against her neck. She crossed her legs and squeezed, hoping to alleviate the growing pressure. Mia was almost upset that hadn’t seen him so far that day. Not that they had any plans or arrangements. She’d shot him down, anyway. But Benson Ward didn’t seem like the type of guy to take no for an answer. She’d secretly hoped she’d get to work and a dozen roses and a box of chocolates would be waiting. Hell, she’d secretly hoped he’d show up at her office and take her against her desk.
                  Mia couldn’t help but snort, setting down her sandwich as she indulged in the fleeting thought of Benson Ward being romantic. He was dominating and demanding, strong and hard. He most definitely didn’t do romance. Love notes and flowers weren’t likely in his repertoire. She wondered if she’d even want those, or if she just wanted to see how impressive he was in bed. Either way, she’d never know. Even if she did decide to let the line between her personal life and professional life blur, she’d already shot Benson down.
                  She finished her lunch and hurried down the street back to her office, her stomach flipping when she thought she saw the intentional flop of messy dark brown hair that belonged to Benson. She swallowed and proceeded. Benson Ward was a busy man, busier than she. He had a billion dollar corporation to run. He didn’t have time to take extended lunch breaks near Monarch Records, blocks away from his own building. As Mia finished her work day, she held onto the thought that maybe Benson Ward did have the time.
     
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                  Benson Ward was a man gone mad. He’d thought of nothing but Mia for two straight days. He tried burying her with work, an exhausting evening at the gym, or a big glass of whiskey and Coke, but neither his cock nor his mind would let her slip away. He’d gone so far as to lurk outside her building, watching her as she headed back from lunch. He thought of the way her dark jeans hugged the curve of her ass and the way her purple button down blouse clung to her body. His hard cock twitched and he groaned. Mia Barnes was more than sexy. He struggled to find words to describe her. The pout of her bottom lip as she spoke. He was glad her lips were as delicious as they looked.  He shot his cock an angry look, as if he could somehow tame it. Not that he wanted to tame it, but he’d already rubbed two out in his bathroom thinking of her that morning alone. He had to have her.
                  “Mr. Ward, there is a Miss Barnes here to see you. She says she’s from Monarch Records.”
                  Benson perked up and pressed the intercom button to his left, “Thank you, Thomas. Send her in and hold all my