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My laughter echoes around us. “Maybe more than once.”

“Good. Did I mention I had this room made sound-proof?”

“So no one would hear anyone else’s bodily functions?”

“No, so I could fuck you at work where no one would know.”

With this, he kisses me again and saunters away while I stand there with my jaw on the pristine floor.

“Oh, and don’t forget to get your papers in the conference room!”

I roll my eyes at the insufferable man getting me all hot and bothered at work.

Of course he would make this room the perfect little haven for a secret moment for us to share.

I do a slow circle, drinking in all the beautiful features of the space.

Wrapping my arms around me, I squeeze my sides to tamp back the incredulous squeal.

Bash Ettin did this for me!

Perhaps not just for me, but because of me, and this kindles something deep inside my heart.

An ember I thought long burnt out but has sparked to life since Bash entered it.

I’ve felt it for weeks now, too scared to give it a name, but I know—I know.

I’m in love with my boss.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

BASH

The overseas manager says something, and I have to ask him to repeat it.

Again.

It’s after five, and I shouldn’t be at the office anymore—I should be with my family.

My mate and Jake.

“Mr. Baker, can we postpone this call until tomorrow?”

The man sputters a bit at my rude abruptness, but being a Boggart means I can get away with it.

Humans assume I’ll act a certain way just because of who I am.

Occasionally, I take advantage of their short-sighted and petty outlook.

I hang up before the man can reply and pull out my phone to call Wyn.

To my surprise—and delight—I have a text from her.

Meet me in the conference room.

My pulse skyrockets as I bound out of my chair, knocking it against the wall in my haste.

Everyone is gone and the floor is silent as I all but run past the empty cubicles.

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