It was a little awkward the first couple of days, but the more time she spent with him, the more she realized he wasn’t such a bad guy. A little paranoid about security and obsessive about cleaning, but not the jerk she’d originally believed him to be. And since she’d started working with, he hadn’t spanked her once. Not even when she’d forgotten his no-food-allowed rule and brought the nonfat latte and yogurt she’d gotten at Starbuck’s into the computer room. “But I used to eat at my desk all the time at my old programming job,” she protested when he made her go sit at the kitchen table. He folded his arms and leaned back against the island. “And I’ll bet you got crumbs all over the keyboard.” “Maybe.” Colleen formed her lips into a pout as she dipped her spoon into her yogurt. “You’re no fun at all, do you know that?” His mouth quirked. “You’d be surprised.” Something in his voice made her pulse skip a beat, and she paused, her spoon halfway to her mouth.
