Falling Under You: A Fixed Trilogy Novella (1001 Dark Nights) by Laurelin Paige

Author:Laurelin Paige [Paige, Laurelin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Evil Eye Concepts, Incorporated
Published: 2016-05-09T23:00:00+00:00

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Two nights later, he was more certain.

“You staying late?”

I frowned, looking up to find Boyd standing in my doorway, his jacket on, the room dark behind him. Didn’t I just get back from lunch? A glimpse at the time on my computer screen said it was almost six. Huh.

I swallowed back a sigh. “Yeah, I guess I am. I really want to finish these reports up for the Donovan Tech proposal.” There was probably another two hours of work on them. Maybe three.

I’d already shifted my focus back to the spreadsheet in front of me when he spoke again. “Don’t you have until next week to turn them in?”

“But if they’re off my plate, I’ll have time to add my analysis to the real estate purchase Hudson is looking at.”

“Isn’t Mark the one assigned to that?”

I glanced up with a guilty expression. It wasn’t as if Hudson had specifically asked me to give my opinion on buying the land, but I knew he’d appreciate it.

And I liked being appreciated. Call me brown-nose Norma.

“Ah, I see,” Boyd said in a way that suggested he did see, that he was well aware my over-achieving nature was behind this and not any lingering romantic interest in my boss. Still, even though he understood, I couldn’t quite tell if he supported my actions.

But this was my job, and I was the boss. His support was moot. “Workaholic,” I said, reminding him who I was in case he needed it. “I can’t be helped.”

“I guess I’ll see you later then.” He smiled and gave a small wave, and my stomach tightened in the way it did so many times when I thought about Boyd.

This time when I turned back to my work, I was humming.

Barely five minutes had passed—at least, it felt like only five minutes—when my phone buzzed with a text. Be in the copy room in ten minutes.

The message was from Boyd. He only texted me when he was summoning me. When I was in his court.

But it’s Wednesday.

I threw a glance to my desk calendar. Nope. It was Thursday. A Boyd day.

“Goddammit.” Yes, I said it out loud. Even though it was entirely possible that he was outside my door somewhere within earshot. I said it out loud anyway because I was that frustrated. I’d just told him I wanted to stay late, and apparently he didn’t care. Which was bullshit. I was not someone to be bossed around.

I was seconds from replying with exactly that when I reconsidered. His words from earlier that week replayed in my head. Words like “blatant disregard of the position we’ve agreed that I have over you” and “seemed that our arrangement might not be working out.”

That was the whole point of us, wasn’t it? For Boyd to boss me around. It was what I’d said I wanted. So did I or didn’t I?

I hadn’t quite answered that when another text came in. Have your panties off and your skirt up around your waist.

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