She was supposed to be my personal assistant-a temporary aide to help me work through an unrelenting agenda. After a few days with her, I know she's not the best fit for the job...but she is the right woman for me. I crave her curves. Even when I make demands, I take one look at her and lose control under her seductive stare. She has become a permanent distraction. All I can think about is taking her on my desk and keeping her for myself. There's one other issue-the animal inside me lusts for more than a temporary fling. I want to make the little office vixen mine forever.