Wow. He’s intense.
And, if he wasn’t who he is, I might really like that.
But…
“You’re my new boss.”
He opens his mouth, then stops. Frowns. Then starts again. “So what?”
“So I can’t date my boss. Or sleep with my boss. Or even be too friendly with my boss. You being my brother’s friend and being close to my family is bad enough.”
“That’s ridiculous.”
“It’s absolutely not,” I argue. “If you don’t have policies about dating your subordinates, you should.”
“But you got the job completely separate from us sleeping together. And I became addicted to your pussy without it having anything to do with your job with my company.”
How could I have forgotten his blunt way of talking?
Heat twists through my lower belly even as I force myself to say, “Butnowwe know. We can’t keep seeing each other.”
“I disagree.”
“It was a fling. A one-night stand. A one-weekend thing where we were strangers. It didn’t mean anything, Clar…Everett.” It feels weird to call him Everett. Clark feels natural, but mybrothercalls him Clark.
“It didn’t mean anything?” he repeats.
“Right,” I lie. “It was fun, I’ll admit. But now we’re going to have a professional relationship, and that’s all it can be.”
He studies me for a long moment. Then his jaw firms, and he steps forward.
“Let’s see,” he says.
Then he cups my face and kisses me.
And damn him, for nearly a minute, I can’t even spell IES.
CHAPTER 4
EVERETT
Ginny pushesme back after nearly two delicious minutes.
It’s nowhere near enough.
She presses her lips together, then takes a deep breath. “We cannot keep doing that,” she says.
“I disagree.”
Not only can we, but weneedto. I need to kiss this woman regularly for the rest of my life.
I can’t believe I found her. And she’s Graham’s sister. This could not get any better.
“We’re going to go back in there and tell everyone that we met when I was in Denver. Otherwise, explaining why I dragged you out here will make no sense. But we arenotgoing to tell them we slept together,” she tells me.
“Fine. It’s none of their business.” The only thing her family needs to know is that I’ll be marrying their daughter and sister someday.
Is that over-the-top? Of course it is. And it feels fantastic. I never do over-the-top things. At least, I didn’t until I met Graham. Then I took all of my money and gambled on the first guy I actually trusted. Who saw me, wanted to know me, cared about me beyond my last name and bank account. Thatgamble paid back my bank account and then some. It felt fucking fantastic to just go for it with someone based on a gut feeling, and I’m ready to do it again.
