Page 3 of Hard Boss

“Why not?” he asks with that damn smile across his face. “I’m not making you sleep in my bed, Macie. Just the guest room.”

I look away from him when my face heats up and a blush spreads across my cheeks. “Uhm… I don’t know,” I say.

“Give me one reason why not?” he asks. “You practically lived at my house when you and Arden were in college.”

“Yeah, but I had her with me,” I whine. “You intentionally tease me.”

“I do no such thing,” he says. “It’s not my fault you blush over everything.”

“I do not,” I frown at him. A wicked grin spreads across his face and he moves seats to sit directly beside me.

“Wilder,” I choke out when he leans into me.

“I trust you, Macie, and I don’t trust many people. You know this and that’s why Arden suggested you take the job,” he says softly.

“Only because she wants to torture me,” I frown. “Are you sure I have to live with you?”

“Yes,” he says. “You’ll have a desk in my office at home and here. I’ll get you everything you need, including my credit card.”

“Really?” I deadpan.

“Yes. How else are you supposed to run errands without access to my money?” he asks.

“Fine,” I frown.

“Also… Tina will be reporting to you from now on. Are you comfortable with that?”

“Can I write her up for being a cunt?” I ask.

“Only if she goes against her contract, but if you have any issues, tell me,” he says. “I obviously have the final say, so don’t be petty, but don’t be a doormat either.”

“Whatever keeps her away from you,” I say.

“Monday, we will be flying to Los Angeles for a few days. You’ll come with us, but I want you running everything. You have final say over my schedule, my meetings, and will be the buffer between her and I.”

“A guard dog,” I say.

“Basically,” he says. There is a knock at the door and he doesn’t move as he pulls his phone out to remotely unlock the door.

“Wilder, you have a…” Tina starts to say but stops when she sees how close he is to me.

“I have what, Tina?” he asks, glancing at her.

“You have a room booked for next week,” she says.

“Add another room,” he says. “Macie is coming with us.”

“Okay,” she shrugs. “Plane ticket?”

“What? No. She will be on the jet,” Wilder says. She simply nods and walks out. He kicks the door back and chuckles.

“What?” I ask.

“She thinks she is staying in my room,” he says.

“Why just one room then?” I ask.

“Because I’ll have you stay with me,” he says. “She won’t try to break in and fondle me if you are there.”

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