Page 13 of The Boss's Possession

“How do you find these places?” she asked.

“I eat a lot of food and I know good food when I taste it. Also, how do you feel about dancing?”

“I don’t dance.”

“Tonight, I’m taking you dancing.”

“Carson, you don’t have to do that.”

“I’ve got some business to handle, and I want to take you out. You need to learn to relax and enjoy yourself.”

She rolled her eyes.

“You know I find that sexy when you do that.”

She did it again, but this time overly exaggerated, and she couldn’t quite keep the smile off her face. He was a goofball. Which was so odd, calling Carson Dexter a goofball.

He was deadly.

Scary.

But oddly, charming.

She finished her noodles, and he had also taken a trip to a bakery where they served mousse.

“Where did you find all of this?” she asked.

“Well, as a kid, when you’re starving, you learn to appreciate what you find. You also discover the best places that way.”

“Starving?” Willow asked. “You were hungry as a child?”

“Yes.” Carson finished his mousse and Willow could only stare at him.

“I can’t imagine … I’m so sorry.”

“Willow, it has taken me a long time to get to where I am, it hasn’t been easy and most of the time, it’s been filled with a lot of pain and suffering. It takes one to completely experience to truly understand it, and I do. I know what it’s like to have no money, to be on the streets, to fight for scraps. I’ve lived it. I’ve done it. I won’t do it again.” He picked up their trash and then kissed her lips. “I’ll pick you up tonight.”

“I’ve got all these orders to do,” she said.

“Then do them quickly. You’re going dancing tonight.” Carson left the shop and she frowned at his back. He was being a pain in the ass.

Dancing.

She didn’t go out and party.

Willow was determined to put her foot down and tell him no. He couldn’t force her to go out to some nightclub. She wanted to stay home, which would be his home. If they stayed home together, alone, what would happen?

She imagined him naked, his wet body moving toward her, and it was such a shock, she had to look up to see if anyone noticed her getting aroused.Stop thinking about that!Work was not the time nor the place to be thinking about sex with Carson.

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Carson saw Willow standing outside of her shop, looking sexy as fuck. He’d sent one of his men with a dress he wanted her to wear, and it emphasized her curves to perfection. Her large tits were pushed up and cupped in almost a love heart neckline. The bodice curved in at the waist and flared out over her hips. She looked so fucking sexy. The heels she wore were not too high, but enough to flatter her shape. Her ass looked divine.

He did have some work to complete at one of his nightclubs, but he also wanted to take Willow out. For her to get used to being with him in public. He didn’t know who told her about him, but it wasn’t shocking news. Her grandmother had known, so for all he knew, Lauren had attempted to warn her granddaughter away from him at one time. That hadn’t worked. Nothing would keep him away from Willow.

He climbed out of his car and moved toward her, then wrapped an arm around her waist. Willow didn’t fight him as he pressed a kiss to those plump lips.

“It’s a little too tight,” she said.

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