Page 140 of Falling For The Boss


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“How could I not be? My boss is very captivating and impressive.”

He snorted. “Yes, I know Cathy is terrific, and we’re lucky to have her.”

“Jonathan.”

“Kara. You are exceptional in your own right, too.”

I gave him a half-hearted smile, disappointed in the direction of the conversation. Although he did say I was exceptional. I tried to think of a witty reply, but he signaled for the check before I could. “It’s getting late, and I have an early flight to Brussels tomorrow.”

“You are going out of town?”

“Unfortunately, I’ll be out most of the week.”

“Oh,” I said as I tried to keep the disappointment out of my voice. “But what about—”

After a second, he replied, “The presentation on Wednesday? Don’t worry. We’ll do it via zoom.”

Trust me. The presentation was not what I was thinking about.

I reached into my bag for my phone to call an Uber. He held up a hand. “No. My driver’s outside. We’ll take you home.”

I was surprised he didn’t ask me for my address. I was even more shocked his driver knew the exact direction to go. Like every move he makes at work, bringing me home had been considered beforehand.

About twenty blocks from my building, the driver swerved to avoid being hit by a speeding yellow cab, and I rolled into Jonathan.

Wow. His chest was even more muscular than I imagined. And he smelled good—a combination of citrus and ocean. I knew I should pull away, sit back, or something, but I couldn’t budge. I didn’t want to. I nuzzled in a bit closer and felt his body relax against mine. After a few moments, I peeked at him, hoping to catch him staring at me with stars in his eyes. Instead, they were closed. Did he fall asleep?

When the car came to a stop, I straightened up, and so did he. “Well, this is me,” I said as I glanced at my apartment building.

“Max, I’m going to walk Kara up,” Jonathan said as he reached for my hand and opened the car door.

After helping me out of the car, he let go of my hand. When we reached the top of the stairs to the entrance of the building, I faced him.

“Thank you, Jonathan. Tonight was nice.”

His eyes searched mine before trailing down to my lips.

Finally, he was going to make a move and kiss me.

“I agree,” he said softly; his eyes looked hungry. He reached for me.

My heart raced in my chest.

But instead of pulling me close and kissing me senseless, he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and ran his hand gently down the side of my face.

What was that?

“Have a good week, Kara. I’ll see you Friday morning.”

Chapter Nine

Kara: Fine. You win.

I’ll go out with Grant

I knew if I didn’t act immediately, I wouldn’t act at all. Enough was enough. I had to take control of my life and stop playing pretend games. I needed something else to focus on rather than spending all night trying to decipher Jonathan’s many mixed messages.

Mia: Sorry, sweetie

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