A resumé and her V-card
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Excerpt from Bossy Nights
I stand against Barclay’s office door. He leans over me, his hands above my head, caging me in. He gazes down at me, our labored breaths filling the silence surrounding us.
“Are you mad at me?” I stare up at him. The warring emotions in his dark eyes send shivers over my skin.
“Livid,” he speaks through a clenched jaw, nostrils flaring. I can’t bare him being this angry with me.
“I’m sorry.” My voice is as unsteady as my legs. Thankfully, the wall holds me up.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asks, searching my face for an answer.
“I dropped off my résumé last week and didn’t hear a thing until this morning. I’ve messed everything up.” I swallow the lump in my throat, trying not to cry. Will he ever trust me again?
“HR went over the fraternization rules with you, right?” he growls. I nod, biting my lip.
“I texted you right after the job offer, but you must’ve been too busy,” I say in a rush. Barclay leans in closer, his breath against my cheek, and I inhale his clean scent.
“Our being together is strictly forbidden. If there’s even a hint that we’re sexually involved, I’ll be outed and your employment will end. It’s the kind of scandal the media pounces on with our names spread across the headlines. Barclay Hammond and his ‘young plaything.’ This changes everything between us, Tessa.”
“I can’t call you Barclay anymore, can I?”
“No, but I’d prefer ‘sir’ over Mr. Hammond.”
“Yes, sir.”
“That’s my sweet girl.” He brushes a strand of hair from my cheek.
“And the last time you address me that way.”
“Oh God, Tessa. How will I stay away from you now that I’ve tasted your lips, felt you tremble in my arms? Seeing you here every day is the closest thing to hell a man can imagine.”
“I can resign,” I suggest without a thought, but it’s crazy. Who quits their dream job the first day?
“I can’t ask that of you, nor you of me,” he says.
With the lightest touch, he runs his nose along my jawline and lets his lips linger against my tingling skin. I close my eyes, promising never to forget this moment with him.
I stand against Barclay’s office door. He leans over me, his hands above my head, caging me in. He gazes down at me, our labored breaths filling the silence surrounding us.
“Are you mad at me?” I stare up at him. The warring emotions in his dark eyes send shivers over my skin.
“Livid,” he speaks through a clenched jaw, nostrils flaring. I can’t bare him being this angry with me.
“I’m sorry.” My voice is as unsteady as my legs. Thankfully, the wall holds me up.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asks, searching my face for an answer.
“I dropped off my résumé last week and didn’t hear a thing until this morning. I’ve messed everything up.” I swallow the lump in my throat, trying not to cry. Will he ever trust me again?
“HR went over the fraternization rules with you, right?” he growls. I nod, biting my lip.
“I texted you right after the job offer, but you must’ve been too busy,” I say in a rush. Barclay leans in closer, his breath against my cheek, and I inhale his clean scent.
“Our being together is strictly forbidden. If there’s even a hint that we’re sexually involved, I’ll be outed and your employment will end. It’s the kind of scandal the media pounces on with our names spread across the headlines. Barclay Hammond and his ‘young plaything.’ This changes everything between us, Tessa.”
“I can’t call you Barclay anymore, can I?”
“No, but I’d prefer ‘sir’ over Mr. Hammond.”
“Yes, sir.”
“That’s my sweet girl.” He brushes a strand of hair from my cheek.
“And the last time you address me that way.”
“Oh God, Tessa. How will I stay away from you now that I’ve tasted your lips, felt you tremble in my arms? Seeing you here every day is the closest thing to hell a man can imagine.”
“I can resign,” I suggest without a thought, but it’s crazy. Who quits their dream job the first day?
“I can’t ask that of you, nor you of me,” he says.
With the lightest touch, he runs his nose along my jawline and lets his lips linger against my tingling skin. I close my eyes, promising never to forget this moment with him.
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MORE ABOUT BOSSY NIGHTS
I’ve landed in New York City with my resume in one hand and my V-card in the other. The resume? I'll give to any man on the street. The other? Well... I won’t settle for anything less than lightning bolt chemistry and so far no one has flipped that switch.
Until I meet Barclay Hammond, CEO of the most prestigious publishing house in NYC and the city’s most eligible bachelor.
He’s commanding.
Charming.
Gorgeous.
And my new boss.
The raw attraction between us is off the charts. Late nights together in the city, the looks he gives me across the boardroom table make him impossible to resist. I want him to be the one and he wants me too...
There’s only one BIG problem. Dating your boss is strictly forbidden at Hammond Press.
Who knew losing it would be so complicated?
I’ve landed in New York City with my resume in one hand and my V-card in the other. The resume? I'll give to any man on the street. The other? Well... I won’t settle for anything less than lightning bolt chemistry and so far no one has flipped that switch.
Until I meet Barclay Hammond, CEO of the most prestigious publishing house in NYC and the city’s most eligible bachelor.
He’s commanding.
Charming.
Gorgeous.
And my new boss.
The raw attraction between us is off the charts. Late nights together in the city, the looks he gives me across the boardroom table make him impossible to resist. I want him to be the one and he wants me too...
There’s only one BIG problem. Dating your boss is strictly forbidden at Hammond Press.
Who knew losing it would be so complicated?
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MEET AUTHOR LIV MORRIS
USA Today bestselling author, Liv Morris, was raised in the Ozark Mountains of Missouri. She now resides on the concrete rock of Manhattan with her first and hopefully last husband. After relocating twelve times during his corporate career, moving is her superpower along with drinking near lethal amounts of coffee. Her favorite things are men dressed in bespoke suits and Jon Hamm from Mad Men. In case Jon’s agent sees this, Liv says hi!
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USA Today bestselling author, Liv Morris, was raised in the Ozark Mountains of Missouri. She now resides on the concrete rock of Manhattan with her first and hopefully last husband. After relocating twelve times during his corporate career, moving is her superpower along with drinking near lethal amounts of coffee. Her favorite things are men dressed in bespoke suits and Jon Hamm from Mad Men. In case Jon’s agent sees this, Liv says hi!
Follow Liv on Amazon
