I’ve loved him since high school. Now he’s my hot but socially awkward boss.
And this morning he proposed marriage in the elevator…
Elliot Ramsay has always been… a little awkward. A genius? Absolutely. Clothes-meltingly gorgeous? Oh, you’d better believe it. But ever since high school math class, I’ve been the only one who’s really understood the guy.
Until now, anyway.
Because I do not get it. I don’t get why marrying will somehow fix Elliot’s public image, and I don’t get why he’s picked me when he’s rich and powerful enough to have anyone. Don’t get how we’ve survived years and years of sexual tension, only for him to blow it all up at 9am in the office elevator.
But the most confusing thing of all?
I don’t know why I agreed.
And now I need to keep my hands off my husband…