Page 47 of Secret Marriage To My Bosshole

My high heels dangle from my finger as I walk into the house well after midnight. Warm lighting blankets the entire house.

Griffin looks up from his book about leadership and business strategy as I walk into the kitchen.

He sets the book to the side. “Hey, have a good time with Sophie?”

I grin and drop my heels as he turns to face me. I stand between his legs, my arms looping around his shoulders.

“We might’ve had to call a cab to come and get us,” I say.

Griffin chuckles as his arms wrap around my waist. “Glad you had a good time. I pushed the couch together into a big bed. Are you up for a movie night?”

I kiss his jaw before looking at the bowl of popcorn sitting on the counter. “A movie night sounds like a great idea.”

I pull away from him and walk into the living room. The couch pieces are pushed together in a big bed, and the pit in the middle is loaded with blankets and pillows.

As Griffin fetches the popcorn, I go to his room long enough to steal one of his university shirts from his drawer.

I shimmy out of my dress and pull on the shirt, tying my hair back.

When I return to the living room, he is sprawled in the middle of the pit, with a blanket draped over his lap and the remote in his hand.

He looks up with a smile as I sit on the back of the couch before rolling down into the bed.

Griffin laughs and loops his arm around my waist, pulling me into his side. “Does Sophie know that you live here?”

“Yeah.” I grab a fistful of popcorn from the bowl and pop a few pieces into my mouth. “I needed to tell the truth to somebody, and she won’t say anything to Jake.”

Griffin twirls the end of my ponytail around his finger. “That’s good. I still have no clue how we'll tell him about us.”

“I don’t know either.” I sigh and put my head on his shoulder as he picks a movie. “I want to enjoy living in our bubble for a little longer. Once everyone knows what’s going on between us, they'll all have their own opinions, and I don’t think I’m ready for that yet.”

Griffin leans back into the pillows and nods. “I know. I don’t want to do anything that could ruin your career, either. We’ll take our time and figure this out as we go.”

I nestle deeper into his side as the movie begins.

This is a life that I could get used to, but the cruel voice in the back of my mind insists that this moment is nothing but a fantasy that will come crashing down around me sooner rather than later.

Why am I so scared?

At that very moment, I realize how much I’ve fallen for Griffin. He’s somehow crept into my life bit by bit.

With each passing day, my walls had crumbled, my defenses worn down by this man I can’t imagine my days without.

Now, as we sit here, I realize maybe it’s okay to let him in. Maybe I can trust him with my heart… because I’ve fallen for him completely and irrevocably.

Griffin pulls the thick blanket over us. He kisses my temple, and I close my eyes.

Even if this is a fantasy, I’m going to make the most of it while I can.

Chapter sixteen

Griffin

“Are you going to tell me where we’re going?” Cora asks as she looks out the airplane window at the ocean.

I lean back in my seat and shake my head. “No. You’ll see when we get there. It shouldn’t be too much longer now.”

Cora pulls her feet up to the edge of her seat, hugging her knees to her chest. “When you told me that we were going away for the long weekend, I didn’t expect a private plane,” she says.

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