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“I doubt it’s your dream job, but if you’re interested, I do need an assistant.”

I have no idea why a construction worker would need an assistant, but having a boss as hot as he is could be exciting. Although, if he’s shirtless on a day-to-day basis, then it might be hard to get much work done.

“An assistant? On a construction site? Do you need help holding your tools?”

He laughs, and I find myself doing the same right along with him. The nervous tension that has built inside me since he removed his shirt begins to dissipate.

“I flip houses with a friend. I’m the muscle and architect of our projects; my friend finds the right houses and then sells them when I’m done.”

“Flip them? I’m not entirely sure what that means.” Embarrassment floods me at having to ask, and I only realize I’m nervously twisting my hair around my fingers after his eyes stray to the movement. I drop my hand to my lap and mentally berate myself for being so awkward.

“We buy places for dirt cheap, fix them up, and then sell them for profit.” His answer is simple enough, and the way he responds doesn’t make me feel stupid for not knowing what he does.

“And you need an assistant for that?” Maybe the perfect job can find me this easily.

“For the office work, yes, and I need someone to oversee job site crap sometimes. You’d really be helping me out.”

Hot boss. No scary interview. The offer fell into my lap.

This is a no-brainer.

“I’ll take it.”

“Great. I look forward to working with you, Noah.” He stands, removes his wallet from his back pocket, and hands me a business card. “Be at this address at eight tomorrow morning.”

“Thanks.” Yes! Never in a million years did I think finding a job would be this easy. “Oh, Brazen! What should I wear?”

“Casual, whatever is fine. We’re not formal. But, Noah?” He looks at me from over his shoulder.

“Yeah?” Please don’t take back the offer. Please!

His stare is making me squirm, even more so when his eyes sweep up and down my legs.

“I won’t hate it if you came in another dress like that one.”

He turns and leaves the porch before I can close my shocked mouth. My fingers play with the hem of my airy pink sundress, and I can’t fight off the smile that Brazen put on my face. My mind is already cataloging my closet, mentally picking out the perfect dress for tomorrow.

Madison appears at the front door. “How’s the hunt going? Do you need any help?” She points to the closed computer, assuming that I’ve already admitted defeat.

“No, thanks. I’m all set. I start tomorrow.”

“What?” she asks, finally stepping out onto the porch. “Really? How did you manage that?”

“The guy across the street hired me,” I tell her, hoping she can’t see my giant crush.

“Brazen Hale?”

“Yep.”

Together, we stare off at him, back hard at work.

“Yeah, I can see it,” she muses.

“See what?” I take my eyes off Brazen and bring them back to Madison.

“The two of you working together. It fits.”

“Madison! That’s my new boss!”

“And one hell of a handsome boss to have. Lucky girl.” She fans her face as if she’s suddenly hot.

I know the feeling. He is one to lust over.

“You’re bad, Madison!” So bad.

“If you get the opportunity, you should be bad, too. You only get so many chances like this one, girl. Trust me.” She walks off, back inside the house, ending our conversation.

I look back over at Brazen.

She’s right; being bad with him wouldn’t really be bad at all.

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