Just His Boss: A Sweet Romantic Comedy (Southern Roots Sweet RomCom Book 2) by Donna Jeffries

Author:Donna Jeffries [Jeffries, Donna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-05-31T16:00:00+00:00

Someone knocks on my door, and my pulse shoots to the top of my skull. Peaches ding-dongs in her parrot voice and adds, “Motorbike,” which I hurry to finish wiping the counter. I turn toward the sink and toss in the washrag. The oven clicks as I go by, and the casserole is in there humming away.

Everything is set.

By some miracle of miracles, there’s no event this Friday night, and I’ve invited Tara, her cousin, and Jessie for dinner. I figure it’s time they met, and Tara’s been asking me a lot about Jessie over the past few days since we kissed. Jessie wanted me to set up a double-date, and Tara said Jason was game.

I tried telling Tara there’s nothing to worry about when it comes to me and Jess. I’ve kissed her in the refrigeration unit, her office, my hallway, and anywhere else I could so she’d know she didn’t need to worry.

I still think she’s worried.

I pull open the door to find my best friend standing there. “Jess.”

“Howdy, stranger,” she says, her face lighting up with a smile. She’s Southern born-and-bred, with plenty of money, power, and prestige. She doesn’t want any of it, though it took her a long time to realize that.

She only left Beaufort a year or so ago, and she’s lived with her uncle since. Her parents have tried to marry her off to a half-dozen proper Southern gentlemen, who own stables, land, and vast fortunes. Some women would probably really like that.

Jess is not some woman.

“Did I get here first?” she asks, peering past me.

“Yep.” I step back. “Come in. You look nice tonight.”

“So do you.” She scans me from head to toe, and I try not to squirm in my black polo and jeans. “You must like this woman.”

“I do like this woman,” I say with a smile.

Jess tips up onto her toes to kiss my cheek, and I kiss hers back. “How’s the job hunt going?”

“Terrible,” she sighs and wipes her hand through her blonde hair. It’s wavy today, so she hasn’t spent an hour with the flat iron to get it straight. Since I’ve known her for three decades, I know a lot about her. “Turns out no one really has a job for someone who can’t do anything.”

“You can take people’s money for coffee,” I say, closing the door behind her.

“Come on, Peachy,” she says, and Peaches flies over to her.

She lands on Jess’s arm, and says, “Peachy, peachy.”

“So that’s where she learned that.” I shake my head at the pair of them. “I wish I could pay you more, but I can’t.” Not if I want to keep the apartment, which I do. Not if I want to eat, which I do.

“It’s okay.” Jess collapses onto the couch. “I’ve thought about getting a night job, so I can keep doing this. Even the supermarket won’t hire me.”

“It’s been five days,” I say. “How many places have you applied to?”

“Just three,” she says. “They all say they’ll call you back, but then they don’t.

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