Texting the Boss
Another day, another assistant, I mumble to myself as I fix my tie and wait for the new temp worker. Let’s get this over with.
At least that was the plan before I saw Denise and received the raunchy text she mistakenly sent me.
Smart.
Sassy.
Stunning.
Sexy.
She’s anything but ordinary. But she’s also young and inexperienced, and I have no business being with her.
I burn with desire and can hardly keep my hands to myself.
Lines I can’t uncross.
Gifts I can never return.
Memories forever etched in my mind.
This girl, this little girl, will be my ruin…and mine. Always.
