Chapter 320

MASON “Is Mr. James available?” King’s deep voice travels through the crack in my office door, and like it’s done every day for the past four days this week, it stops me in my tracks. I tip my face to the ceiling and groan, willing my dick not to get hard from the sound of his goddamn voice. That would be incredibly inappropriate. But as usual, my dick has no common sense at all when it comes to King. “He’s with HR right now, but let me check for you,” Deborah replies in her honeyed Georgian accent. I can picture the scowl on King’s face at her response and suppress a smirk. I am with HR, but it’s not a private meeting, hence the open door. Hayden “dropped by” to get my input—something I realized he does a lot after King pointed it out. Today it’s about a new policy the team wants to implement, which I do need to be briefed on, but it probably could have been done via email. I’m a hands-on boss, and I pride myself on being approachable, but the leak has me spooked. Not to mention my po