The Boss ( A BWWM Romance) by Sierra Dark

Author:Sierra Dark [Dark, Sierra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-08-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Raquel tries on more than a few outfits before finding that it still cannot be the revealing red dress that hangs, and the killer black heels stuffed in an untouched, two-year-old box.

But the choices she makes when she admires and questions her physique signals the a clear change of mind. The dress has thin straps and is perfect for showing off her perfectly rounded behind.

There is enough of her legs on display to gain a few onlookers and a couple of polite whispers when Darren’s sports car pulls up. Hearing a knock on the window, Chane calls to Raquel, “Um… where do you think you are going at this time of night, young lady?”

“Away from you and your forever annoying fake moans.”

“If I do not moan, he’ll be pumping on top of me for hours, and nothing gets finished. I got my hair to wash and skin to oil. And plus, he’s paying for my little trip that you could be joining us on.”

“I’ve got to go—”

“Where is your ass going looking so sexy anyways?” Chanel sneaks a peek at the driver. “Who’s that white guy?”

“My lift.”

“Your lift… please tell me that isn’t your boss?”

Raquel stays quiet while Chanel gets another look. “Girl, are you sexing your boss?”

“Chanel, mind your business, and do not go into my room. I have to go.”

“Raquel, that’s not a good idea—”

“Do not… I repeat… do not lecture me about sleeping with bosses.” She lowers her voice. “Doing things this way means I can settle my nerves around them.”

“So, you aren’t comfortable there?”

“No. And I’m not going into why. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Call me! You ain’t been out since clubs were invented.”

But Darren does not take Raquel to a club. On the drive to their destination the space between the two offers no relief from claustrophobia. Neither speaks though their gazes kept meeting and then darting to face forward.

It remains hard for Raquel, who can see Darren is dressed in a straight-cut pair of jeans and a white, short-sleeved open shirt. He is wearing a black vest underneath, and had been working out, so his muscular frame jumped is unmistakeable. Raquel suppresses minor tingles at the sight of a little sweat and his hair that is not as slicked back as he usually has it.

Her suppression becomes an oppression once Darren parks the car and gets out. When he comes to her side to open the door, she asks, “Where are we?”

“The last place I visited with Owen.”

“It’s a warehouse.”

Darren makes a call, and as Raquel scans the street, she notices a few cars of decent quality and sees a light come on inside. “There are—”

Darren surprises her by leaning down to place a kiss upon Raquel’s lips. It lasts for more than a few seconds before she pushes him away and gets back into the car, shutting Darren’s side of the door and taking the wheel. Luckily, Darren gets into the other side quick enough before she drives off.

“I love that! Trying to drive off but forgetting I have the keys.

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