My goodness. People need to stop asking me that.
My smile teeters, but I manage to keep it in place. “Yep. I’m great. Thank you for asking.”
We’re just entirely going to ignore the fact that I’m falling in love with my boss, who I’ve thought was and have treated like a girl for three entire years.
We arealsogoing to ignore the fact I might, perhaps, just thesmallestbit…think he’s cuter with dark hair.
Chapter 23
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Was this…a proposal?
August
Blond.
Very blond.
I cannot tell whether it’s dyed or a wig. If it’s a wig, it’sreallyexcellent craftsmanship, which I suppose would make a world of sense, considering Dominic…Alisteris a millionaire, and all that.
“Look me in the eye, little saint,” he whispers, all allure, and I remember that I am presently being accosted.
Arms pinned above my head, I fix my attention on…Ali. His heated blue eyes simmer above his toying smile, and I find my heart beating at an impossible rate when I gulp.
Tightening his grip on my crossed wrists, he draws a free knuckle up my throat until it rests at the tip of my chin. “What’s come over you? You’re not usually this…pliable.”
I’m not usually contemplating what exactly it means to consolidate my attraction to this man with the emotional connection I’ve fostered for Ali all these years. I thought he was a girl.I’ve talked with him under that speculation. This past month when my period rolled around, with himinside my house, I messaged him,Menstruation, amirite?
And he??
He replied,Preach.
Like.
Dude.
What?
I saw the unshakable proof in Beth’s home. HeisAlister Dominic Montgomery. There’s no two ways about that. I am being wooed by my boss, a millionaire, a man whose grandmother has book club with my grandmother. Annnd it all just makes perfect sense now, doesn’t it?
How he knows me.
Why everyone’s jumped on board the crazy train.
All of it.
The only thing I can’t quite figure out is…what in the world I’ve done these past three years that have made him fallthishard. Most of our email conversations went as follows:
Me: I do not want to work, you slave driver.
Him: I don’t care. *cracks whip*
Me: But, please, do consider…this anime.
Him: I have considered it. You can watch it when you’re dead.
Where in all mynonsensedid he seewife material?
