Executive Sweet (A Sample)

Spelling took the contract back and started to read the new formula, inhaling deeply and letting his head swoon. He scanned the equations, but his eyes were so glazed over that he didn't seem to be focusing, let alone reading. Dan watched him steal a full-body glance at Kay, then take another long look at the gym bag, before finally forcing himself to read the contract. He made some notes on a separate pad of paper.

Spelling looked up again, stared at Kay's shorts and actually bared his teeth a little.

Do not laugh. Dan clamped his mouth tight in an effort to look serious. Spelling made a subdued shudder and turned back to the contract, managing to actually concentrate on it for a few seconds. He turned to look at the gym bag, blinking nervously as he eyed it. Oh, this poor man. He fidgeted and pulled out his phone, tapping numbers and writing them down on the pad. Kay's face got his next stolen stare, but he quickly looked away. Back to the contract, he managed to scribble some more and seemed able to ignore Kay for a full five seconds. But it didn't last, and his eyes wandered to Kay's breasts for a while before returning to the contract, erasing one number and writing some more. Finally, he put down his pencil and let his gaze run down her legs.

"Spelling!"

He snapped to attention. "Yes, Mr. Lawson."

"What do you think?"

"It's . . . it's really hard to say for sure. I ran the first month through. It's slow going, but the first month comes out positive for us. This may be a good contract, like she says."

"Well, check another month. And be quick about it."

Spelling went back to work. Kay sat up and leaned close to him, watching him write down numbers and run through the formula. His eyes darted all over the place, and he tapped unsteadily into his phone's calculator. At one point, when he was writing a number down on his pad, Kay reached over and took his hand, holding it firmly and stopping him from writing. He looked up at her with a huge smile on his face, pathetically expecting a come-hither gesture. Unfortunately for Spelling, Kay wasn't looking back at him-she was staring down at the page.

When Spelling noticed this, his smile faded and he also looked down. Kay moved his hand, pointing the pencil at an earlier number. "You forgot to discount that one." Then she took her hand away.

Oh, nice. Dan gripped the armrests of his chair to keep from falling on the floor laughing. Now Spelling knew for sure that she had written those equations.