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No. No no no no—
Leah slid along the wall, trying to reach the door. Marcus paced her, like a big, graceful cat tracking his prey. And that’s what she felt like—prey.
“Mr. Hawkins—”
“Marcus.” He stepped between her and her goal, crossing his arms “How many times do I have to tell you? I don’t like formality.”
She loved it, especially with him. It kept him at a distance. Untouchable. She needed him to be untouchable. Former bad boy, gorgeous heartbreaker—God, she couldn’t survive another heartbreaker.
“I can’t,” she said. “You’re my boss, and it’s such an important event, I wouldn’t—” She cut herself off.
“Wouldn’t what, Leah?” The way he said her name made her shiver. “Wouldn’t want to embarrass me?”
He moved to her and leaned in, those dark blue eyes intense, so close his breath warmed her cheek. Too close. She could smell his cologne, a mix of sandalwood and some warm musk that made her want to sniff his neck—and the rest of him. While he was naked.
Stop it.
His deep voice wrapped around her. “You have too much class to embarrass me. Do you have a gown suitable for black tie?”
She swallowed, incredibly aware of him. “No,” she whispered.
“I will have something sent to your apartment.”
Oh, God.
“Mr. Hawkins—”
“Go finish the letters, then head home, Leah. You have a party to get ready for.”
“But—”
“I will have a car sent for you at seven.”
“But—”
He caught her around the waist and turned her to the door, letting his hands slide down to her hips before he gently pushed her out of his office and shut the door in her face.
Shit. Holy shit.
Leah had a date with her boss.
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Karina Ashe is a 30-mumble small town gal living in the big city, nose to the grind stone by day, fingertips to the keyboard by night. She enjoys reading hot tales about alpha men and the REAL women they love- and decided to finally write some of her own as well. She is unabashedly addicted to dark chocolate, loose leaf tea and picnics in the park.
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No. No no no no—
Leah slid along the wall, trying to reach the door. Marcus paced her, like a big, graceful cat tracking his prey. And that’s what she felt like—prey.
“Mr. Hawkins—”
“Marcus.” He stepped between her and her goal, crossing his arms “How many times do I have to tell you? I don’t like formality.”
She loved it, especially with him. It kept him at a distance. Untouchable. She needed him to be untouchable. Former bad boy, gorgeous heartbreaker—God, she couldn’t survive another heartbreaker.
“I can’t,” she said. “You’re my boss, and it’s such an important event, I wouldn’t—” She cut herself off.
“Wouldn’t what, Leah?” The way he said her name made her shiver. “Wouldn’t want to embarrass me?”
He moved to her and leaned in, those dark blue eyes intense, so close his breath warmed her cheek. Too close. She could smell his cologne, a mix of sandalwood and some warm musk that made her want to sniff his neck—and the rest of him. While he was naked.
Stop it.
His deep voice wrapped around her. “You have too much class to embarrass me. Do you have a gown suitable for black tie?”
She swallowed, incredibly aware of him. “No,” she whispered.
“I will have something sent to your apartment.”
Oh, God.
“Mr. Hawkins—”
“Go finish the letters, then head home, Leah. You have a party to get ready for.”
“But—”
“I will have a car sent for you at seven.”
“But—”
He caught her around the waist and turned her to the door, letting his hands slide down to her hips before he gently pushed her out of his office and shut the door in her face.
Shit. Holy shit.
Leah had a date with her boss.
About the Author
Karina Ashe is a 30-mumble small town gal living in the big city, nose to the grind stone by day, fingertips to the keyboard by night. She enjoys reading hot tales about alpha men and the REAL women they love- and decided to finally write some of her own as well. She is unabashedly addicted to dark chocolate, loose leaf tea and picnics in the park.
Sign up for her newsletter here: http://eepurl.com/bo1-fz
Thank you for reading!
If you enjoyed reading this book, please consider leaving a quick review on Amazon.com. Your feedback will be greatly appreciated!
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