Scotch on the rocks.

Scotch on the rocks. Scotch on the rocks.

Status: In Progress

Genre: Romance


Status: In Progress

Genre: Romance


The prologue to this story can be found in the short stories section of the site.
The characters and the storyline has been playing around in my head for ages, and I finally felt ready to put pen to paper.
Hope you enjoy reading, and let me know your thoughts!


The prologue to this story can be found in the short stories section of the site.
The characters and the storyline has been playing around in my head for ages, and I finally felt ready to put pen to paper.
Hope you enjoy reading, and let me know your thoughts!

Chapter3 (v.1) - Chapter 3

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: October 14, 2020

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: October 14, 2020




I postponed my meeting with Colin and Jade to the afternoon, using the excuse of a conference call.

Instead, I hid in my office and tried to get my shit together. Knowing that Dean was here, and that he was my new boss, had left me in a tailspin.

Part of me wanted to leave, but I'd worked hard to get to where I was. Throwing away a career I'd dedicated years to would be stupid. Also, the rush I felt every time I was near Dean was addictive. I didn't want to run away from him, which was a terrifying thought.

I picked up my handbag, taking a deep breath. I needed the bathroom, and my stomach was rumbling like crazy. It was time to head out and face the music.

"It's fine, just walk straight to the elevator." I muttered, pulling on my coat.

I didn't know what I was expecting, but everyone was sat at their desks, working as normal. Keeping my head down, I hurried to the elevators.

A deep laugh stopped me in my tracks. I couldn't help but look in the direction it came from.

Dean was sat with Hazel at her desk. He'd taken his suit jacket off, and I couldn't help but stare. His shirt stretched over his broad back and shoulders, highlighting his magnificent body.

I'd not stopped fantasising about it since that night.

Hazel saw me watching, and she waved. Dean looked up and our eyes met. One look from him made every part of my body turn to jelly, and my grip tightened on my handbag.

"Hey Paloma, can I get your opinion on something?" She said, waving me over.


It was obvious what she was doing. Ignoring her would be rude and unprofessional. I bit the inside of my cheek and nodded, walking over to join them.

Dean was staring at the screen, not even turning to look at me. I couldn't help but feel perturbed. Not having his attention felt a million times worse, and I suddenly wondered why he hadn't come to find me.

"What do you think of this font?" She asked, smiling at me.

I ignored the gnawing ache in my stomach and looked at the screen. It was a mock up of a poster for a new trainer line. My ever critical eyes took in the advert, and I instinctively slipped into work mode.

"It looks a little chunky. It needs to be more streamline. I would use red. It represents speed and determination, blue isn't right."

She smiled.

"That's exactly what Dean said. I told him exercise wasn't my area of expertise."

"Well, I'm on my way out for lunch. See you both later." I muttered, marching away before anyone could reply.

I could feel his eyes on me like lasers. I jabbed at the elevator button, desperate to escape.


I spun around to see Delia at the reception desk.

"Your mum phoned. I said you were busy, but well… she left a number. Said it was important."

My chest tightened, and for one horrible moment I thought I was going to pass out.

"Are you ok? You've gone as white as a sheet." She asked, walking towards me.

My eyes travelled over to where Dean was. He was staring at me, a look of concern on his face.

"I-I'm fine. Just need to eat. I'll take the number." I whispered.

Delia didn't look convinced, but she handed me the piece of paper.

"If you need anyone to talk to-"

"I'm fine!" I interrupted, my voice far sharper than I intended.

Her face fell, and I held up my hand.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude. I think I'll take the stairs…"

I hurried to the stairwell, my eyes filling with tears. Once I'd made it to the street, I scrunched the paper into a tight ball and threw it into the nearest trash can.

My mum was a complication I could do without.


"There you are! Mr North wants to attend our meeting. You need to come to the conference room now." Jade exclaimed, ambushing me as I walked out of the elevator.

"Don't you mean Dean?" I muttered, walking to my office.

"Um, is everything ok?"

I chucked my coat down on my chair. I wasn't about to talk to Jade about my fucked up family, and after a large glass of wine, I was feeling more in control.

"It's fine. I'll grab the files and be right there."

Jade nodded, running her fingers through her hair.

"He's hot, isn't he? And down to earth. He ate lunch in the staff room with us, even mucked in with making the tea."

Huh, that was unexpected.

"Well, I guess we should be grateful." I muttered, picking up the folders I needed. "An American who can make a decent cuppa isn't that common."

Jade hurried over to help, a confused look on her face.

"Do you not like him?"

I shook my head,

"No. I just think it's weird, that's all. I mean, he left a huge business to come here. Why would you do that?"

She shrugged her shoulders,

"I don't know, but he seems like a nice guy. You're always suspicious of anyone new. Remember when Adele started?"

I snorted, shaking my head.

"And I was right, she turned out to be a bitch."

Jade grinned, shaking her head.

"Come on, they're waiting for us."


The second I walked into the conference room, I felt overwhelmed. Dean was sat in his chair, a glass of water beside him. He was typing something on his phone, but he gazed up at me. My stomach did that crazy rollercoaster thing, and I looked away quickly.

I knew I appeared awkward and uncomfortable, especially in contrast to a smiling Jade. She took the seat to Dean's left, and I saw the top couple buttons of her shirt were undone.

Colin had noticed, and he was staring as if he'd never seen a woman's cleavage before. I cleared my throat, making my way to the head of the table, directly opposite Dean.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Calm and professional. This was my turf, and I knew I was good at my job. I'd aced tons of work meetings. This wasn't any different.

"Except you've never had a boss whose eaten you out before." A voice in my head muttered.

I could feel my cheeks heating, and I quickly pulled out a few pieces of paper.

"I hope you don't mind me joining the meeting." Dean said, his voice relaxed. "I heard you guys were behind the two campaigns I mentioned, and I wanted to see first-hand how you do things."

"It's great to hear you say that, Mr North. Paloma makes the final decisions, but we work well as a team."

Jade nodded in agreement, and I relaxed.

"Please, call me Dean. Why don't you talk me through your current project?"

I pulled my folder open and decided it was time I took the lead.

"It's an advert for a new range of women's lingerie. Jade, why don't you explain our proposal."

Actually, on second thoughts, there was no way I could talk him through our sexiest campaign.

She sat up straighter, flicking her blonde hair over her shoulders.

"The range is for Ophelia's, they are a luxury lingerie range. You might have heard of them?"

Dean nodded, and I resisted the urge to snort. I was sure he was familiar with all brands of women's lingerie.

"We are working on the print advert. The range is launching in a month, just in time for Christmas. They wanted something sexy, something that would make someone rush out and buy it for their lover."

She pulled out the sketches for the advert and handed them to Dean.

He raised his eyebrows.

"Why staying in is the new going out…" he said, staring at me.

I felt my temperature rise. Jade glanced at me and nodded.

"Paloma came up with it. We want it to be suggestive, but not too obvious."

Dean nodded slowly. He looked like he was struggling to speak.

"It will grab people's attention. What are you planning for the image? Paloma, talk me through it."

I cleared my throat. I could feel the hum of attraction building between us, and it was giving my confidence a well needed kick.

"A man in his boxers, tied to a bed. The woman would straddle him, looking back over her shoulder at the camera." I said, trying to sound as flippant as I could. "He would gaze up at her, transfixed."

Deans eyes met mine, the same passion from the night we met shining through. I stared back at him, trying to hide my desire. He picked up his drink, taking a sip before speaking.

"Well, it sounds good. When are you pitching?"

Colin answered before I had the chance.

"Friday. Adam is the account manager, we have to run it by him first. He has final approval before any pitches."

Dean nodded,

"He's back tomorrow isn't he?"

"Yes. He's been in Barcelona the past week."

Jade jumped in to answer, and I could tell she was desperate to have Dean's attention.

"Ok, well it seems great guys. My only suggestion would be that you consider having the woman staring at the man, not the camera."

I felt a flash of annoyance at his suggestion.


Dean laughed.

"No offence intended. It's just makes it more real. The woman isn't putting on a show for the camera. If you get across the connection between the two of them that will make it much hotter."

I shut my mouth.

I wanted to argue, but it was a good point. Although it was a little too close to home. I knew he was alluding to us, and butterflies were building in my stomach.

"Ok, well I take that on board." I said, sounding much calmer than I felt.

Dean smiled,

"Glad to hear it. Trust me, I'm talking from experience."

He winked, earning him a giggle from Jade. I stared down at my notes, willing my cheeks to not turn crimson.

"I have to leave now, but this has been good. You guys work well together, keep it up."

Once he was out of the room I leaned back in my chair.

"Bloody hell, that man oozes sex appeal. I can hardly think straight around him." Jade sighed, shaking her head.

Colin laughed.

"I wondered why your blouse was undone!"

Jade's face went bright red, and she quickly buttoned her top up.

"Ok, well I think he had a point. Can you guys get the proposal finished by the end of the day? We can meet with Adam tomorrow. Include both ideas and we can see what they prefer."

They both nodded.

"Great, I'll work on the pitch."

I rushed back to my office, desperate to be by myself. I didn't know what the future held, but I knew that pretending I wasn't attracted to Dean would be impossible.

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