Jerk Boss_A New Highland Romance by Deana Farrady

Author:Deana Farrady [Farrady, Deana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: christmas romance, Holiday Romance, new adult romance, short romance, novella, short story, neighbors, enemies to lovers
Publisher: Deana Farrady
Published: 2018-10-29T16:00:00+00:00

AN HOUR OR SO LATER, SEATED AT a small, secluded table at Emmender’s, she decided she’d heard March Ulrich wrong. It's my intention to kiss you again soon was what she’d thought he said. But when he’d returned with her stuff, he hadn’t even looked at her, merely ordered, "Buckle up," then driven them to Hotel in silence, saying little other than "What?" when he caught her staring at him. She’d shaken her head, opting to hold her tongue for the entire ride.

Had she imagined it? Winter storms and kisses happened. She could accept that. But you didn’t in cold blood tell your tenant-employee you were going to kiss her again soon.

Maybe his actual words were, "It's not my intention to kiss you again soon" or "It's my intention to piss you off, you loon" and she’d just twisted it to sound like what she wanted.

Either way...tough. He was off-limits. Even this kinder, gentler version of the man.

After getting her checked in, he followed her and the bellhop to her room, keeping a professional distance. He was so businesslike as he tipped the man that she decided it was better simply to retreat into the room. If he could ignore the kiss, so could she.

Until he grabbed her arm and said that one magic word: "Food. Come with me."

Mind changed.

But yeesh. She hadn’t expected he meant to take her to Emmender’s. Lia had never eaten at a place this fancy in her life. Even the light bulbs in the chandeliers looked pricey—they glinted all sorts of different colors, like a diamond. There was a flower vase on the table with a small bouquet of orchids. The host who'd led them to the table knew March well enough to pat him on the back. Go on dates here much? she wanted to ask.

She spotted Trisha working tables over by the bar and shifted in her seat. Hopefully Trish wouldn't spot them and come over to share with March all the things Lia said about him or worse, rag on her outfit.

Even she knew it was inappropriate. When Lia had admitted it was her first time at Emmender’s and expressed surprise about the lack of a dress code or for that matter the need for reservations, March had shrugged. "They scrap their policies in emergency situations. Emmender's hasn’t closed its doors to anyone during a power outage, natural disaster, or local crisis in the last fifty years, even if the owner, herself, has to cook and wait tables."

"How do you know all this?"

"One of my old school friends is the daughter of the owner and runs the place."

She should have known he’d find a way to rub in his VIP connections. Still, it wasn’t as awkward as she might have expected. The atmosphere was noisy, almost boisterous when she had the feeling it was normally much more subdued.

Whether out of sensitivity or arrogance, March took care of all the stuff she might have stumbled over. He ordered a bottle of wine. She also let him order their food.

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