ong while,
it feels—and second, I wanted to get into publishing. Of
the four companies in Seattle, SIP is the most profitable,
but it’s on the cusp and it’s going to stagnate—it needs to
branch out.”
I stare frigidly at him. His eyes are so intense,
threatening even, but sexy as hell. I could get lost in their
steely depths.
“So you’re my boss now,” I snap.
“Technically, I’m your boss’s boss’s boss.”
“And, technically, it’s gross moral turpitude—the fact
that I am fucking my boss’s boss’s boss.”
“At the moment, you’re arguing with him.” Christian
scowls.
“That’s because he’s such an arse,” I hiss.
Christian steps back in stunned surprise. Oh shit. Ha一ve
I gone too far?
“An arse?” he murmurs as his expression changes to
one of amusement.
Goddamn it! I am mad at you, do not make me