The plan was simple: punch the clock, get paid, and keep hating my boss. That's my mantra until we're sharing a sunset too beautiful for life.Īlone with wandering lips, whispered secrets, and disaster in the making. It's not even the pesky way he makes me blush every flipping time we're together.
It's not the fact that he's snarly, demanding, horribly rich, and chiseled. It's not the impossibly long hours working under Grump-zilla. I picked the stallion on a one-way trip to hell. Then - for some unholy reason - Magnus Heron offered me a job.Įven his name sounds like a piece of work.īut when you're single, broke, and barely surviving in Chicago, you hop on the gift horse offering a six-figure salary and ride. I retaliated with a spray of cinnamon latte all over his Italian shoes. He picked the worst day ever to chase me off my favorite park bench. My “interview” with bosshole supreme was anything but normal. Wall Street Journal best-selling author Nicole Snow returns with a fierce and hilarious office romance where two sworn enemies make undeniable lovers.
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