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kara kent is a vra most wanted (daughterofel) wrote in wariscoming,

An entire hour. If you had even an ounce of creativity you could dream up a thousand things to do if you had an hour, or just one thing, if she knew what Spike was thinking. And she did know, she probably knew exactly what was on his mind. She was willing to see where this was going. Kara glanced around the gym, you could half hear the crickets, the only noise was a few of the staff members talking somewhere else. "I think they'll manage without me." she replied, standing up from her seat and bringing herself close.

The successful part of him was very attractive, the money didn't hurt. But she liked his personality. He could be an ass to others, sure, but when you really got the chances to know him, he wasn't like that with some people. It sucked if you were a target, but if you weren't, it was perfect. "Hmmm, then I suppose a congratulations is in order, isn't it?" she asked as she leaned in close from over the desk. One land braced herself while she leaned over, the other moved to slip her fingers under his tie, and tug it slightly. She did love a man in a suite.

"And if anyone complains, I'll just tell them to take it with the boss." which would mean him, meaning she wasn't worried about anyone having issues with it. She'd probably get it from Andrew later, but that was expected and she didn't mind. He had his rights to comment all he wanted to her. "You know the boardroom down the hallway isn't booked for another three hours."