Taboo Boss: An Older Man Younger Woman Romance by Black Natasha L

Author:Black, Natasha L.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-12-11T00:00:00+00:00

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Tom

I snuck out that morning early, making sure Amanda was still asleep before heading out. By the time she was just waking up, I had returned and was walking back into the bedroom with a bag and a cup holder that held four drinks. She scooted back so she leaned against the headboard and looked up at me, a lazy, sleepy smile on her face.

“Good morning,” she said. “I smell deliciousness.”

I laughed. “You do. I went and got us breakfast. Also, two orange juices and two coffees.”

“Well, hydration is important,” she said.

“So is caffeine,” I said, and she laughed as she took the food out of the bag.

“Where did you get this?” she asked.

“Little diner at the end of the street. I usually get a run in during the morning, but I settled for a short walk to get us something yummy,” I said. She pulled me by my shirt to her and pressed a kiss to my lips.

“I already have something yummy,” she said.

I kissed her again and stood up, creating space so I didn’t get tempted to spend my entire day wrapped up in her naked body. It was a tough decision, but I had important things to take care of. Spending an entire day off with nothing, but Amanda to keep me company, was something I was going to have to put on the to-do list, in more ways than one.

We sat down and fell into an easy conversation as we ate. It felt so natural to be there with her, sitting side by side on the bed, her with just one of my T-shirts on, eating breakfast. But the nagging in the back of my mind was telling me I needed to enjoy it while I could. It wasn’t going to last much longer. I tried to shake that thought off when Amanda squealed and took my attention away. She was pulling a chocolate croissant out of the bag.

“How did you know?” she asked.

“I didn’t?” I responded.

“These are my absolute favorite, ever since I was little,” she said, tearing off a piece and tossing it into her mouth. She closed her eyes for a moment and seemed to revel in the memories before opening them and looking at me with a look of pure delight.

“That much, huh?” I asked.

“Yes. When I was little,” she said, scooting back to sit up straighter, “these were the absolute epitome of high-class breakfast. Mom and I would go out to this little restaurant for brunch once a month, and it was always full of fancy ladies in big hats, and I just felt so grown-up. I always wore a dress and gloves and fancy shoes that clicked when I walked, and they had these beautiful, wonderful chocolate croissants.

“Mama used to say that ladies didn’t overeat and that brunch was as much for getting together with the girls as it was for eating. I did not subscribe to that theory, though. I just wanted to shove as many of these in my face as possible.

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