Christmas with the Boss

Christmas with the Boss by Annie Seaton

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theory.”
    “Don’t you dare.” His voice was husky as he moved his lips down the
side of her neck.
    “I’ll be able to tell the girls that I have tested the theory and
that Mr Iceberg has a new nickname. Mr Hot Stuff, maybe?” She giggled at the
look on his face as he pulled her down to his chest.
    “Oh, I don’t think so, Miss Henderson. I think you’ll be doing
exactly what your boss says.”
    And Jilly did for the next hour or two.
    ##
      
    “I’ve got a proposition for you,” Dominic said later that afternoon.
    Jilly threw him a laughing glance. “We don’t have time.”
    “I’m serious.” He walked across to her.
    She tilted her head to the side. His face was closed and he looked
more like Dominic the boss. Zipping up her toiletries bag, she put it on the
bed and walked across to him. She slipped her arms around his waist, reveling
in her new found ease with this man.
    “Tell me.”
    “How much do you like living in Sydney?”
    “I don’t. I’d be out of there like a shot if I could get a decent
job out of the city.”
    “How would you like to be my executive assistant in another
business? Out of the city?”
    Hope flowed though her as she stared up at him.
    “Where?”
    “How about here? We can do what we do from anywhere, you know.
There’s more to life than work and with our experience, we could work from here
and use our skills consulting and telecommuting in the finance industry.”
    “And surf some of the day?”
    A slow grin crossed his face as she looked up at him and saw her
expression.
    “Amongst other physical activities.”
    In the end they decided to leave Jilly’s car there; it was a good
excuse to come up for another weekend and start to set up their home office
until they were replaced at the bank. Dominic’s Audi was packed with their
bags, and both surfboards were secured to the roof racks.
    “We’ll have to surf at Narrabeen until we move back,” he said. “You
can’t let all that surfing practice go to waste.” He locked the front door of
the cottage and walked slowly along the verandah. Jilly waited for him in the
car and he smiled as she caught his eye.
    “Hurry up. It’s hot in the car.” She waved a hand in front of her
face in an exaggerated movement. “Come on and get those big feet walking over
here, boss.”
    Dominic smiled back at her. “Whatever you say, Miss Henderson.”
    Dominic had no doubt that in some way, Derro—whether it had been a
dream or not—had shown him the way to where his future and true happiness lay.
    With Jilly. At the beach.
    He slipped into the driver’s seat and started the car. Slowly he
drove down the driveway and glanced in the rear view mirror, back at the
cottage where he had spent many happy years, and where he was going to make a
life with Jilly. He touched her hand and gestured back behind them.
    Though the haze of the late afternoon, Derro leaned against the
fence, his surfboard beneath his arm. Lazily, he lifted his arm and waved
before he turned and walked across the sandy road to the beach, disappearing
into the sea mist that hadn’t been there a moment before.
     
     

Also
Available by this Author
    Check Annie’s website for buy links
    Ten Days in Tuscany
    Capturing the Pirate’s Heart
    Silver Valley Witch
    Holiday Affair
    Italian Affair
    Outback Affair
    The Romance Abroad Bundle
    Hot Rock
    Tangling With the CEO
    Brushing Off the Boss
    Guarding His Heart
    Seductive Secrets
    Dangerous Desire
    Adventures in Time
    Kakadu Sunset … coming
December 2015 to a bookshop near you in Australia and New Zealand.
    On Kindle for my international
readers
     
    Seductive Secrets
    Excerpt
    Regan James turned her cheek into the
soft silk of the pillowcase. Her head throbbed and she squeezed her eyes
closed, willing sleep to return. She had a huge day ahead and wasn’t looking
forward to facing the bathroom in this seedy motel room. Another half hour of
sleep and she’d force herself to climb out of bed and make a start.

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