Page 78 of Beauty and the Boss Man

Then, why did he look heartbroken when we talked about it? And why am I missing him so much now?

Maybe because he’s damn near perfect—a man any woman would be lucky to have. But a man I want to keep to myself.

I’m fighting a mental war with myself because I want nothing more than to run into Aiden’s arms and let him carry me off into the sunset.

But there’s still one problem. He’s still my boss, and I’m still his assistant. And we have an excellent working relationship that I don’t want to fuck up.

But maybe it wouldn’t get fucked up. Maybe it would only get better.

My head hits my seat as I try to knock some clarity into my brain.

I can’t tell if it’s working or not, but I do decide on something.

Tomorrow, I’m going to walk into work with an open mind—an open mind that just might consider the possibility of trying to make it work with my boss.

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