Bad Boss by Jackie Ashenden

Bad Boss by Jackie Ashenden

Author:Jackie Ashenden
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2020-03-04T18:45:51+00:00


CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Morgan

I WOKE IN Ulysses’s bed for the second morning in a row and for a moment I lay there, staring at the ceiling. He wasn’t beside me, I could tell already, and that was probably a good thing. Parts of me were still aching and tender from the night before and I felt a bit rough around the edges.

He was a demanding partner and, though I was more than okay with his demands, I wasn’t sorry for some recovery time now.

I still wasn’t sure if I’d done the right thing in sleeping with him again, though. Yesterday I’d thought that some distance was what I wanted, and when I’d got home that evening I’d busied myself with a TV dinner and catching up on a romantic drama I’d been watching for the past week.

I’d tried not to think about the decision I’d made to hand him my resignation. Or about the date I’d agreed to go on with him.

Something sad settled in me whenever I thought of those two things, which wasn’t what I’d wanted at all. The decision to resign was meant to be a change for me. It was supposed to be exciting. And yet I didn’t feel excited.

I hadn’t felt excited about this date, either. Ulysses was only asking me out because he didn’t want to get another PA. It wasn’t about me. None of it was about me. And I was selfish enough that I wanted it to be.

I’d lost myself in my TV show, but once I’d got into bed I hadn’t been able to sleep. The sadness felt as if it had crept into my bones and was sitting there like damp in the foundations of a house, making me feel fragile. Making my chest ache. The silence in my little flat had never been so loud or so heavy, and I’d been on the point of getting up and turning the TV on, just for some noise, when my phone had buzzed on my bedside table.

I hadn’t meant to answer it, but when Ulysses’s name had flashed up my hand had shot out and I’d pressed the answer button before I could stop myself. And when his deep, cold voice had come down the phone, the silence around me had felt less loud, less heavy.

I don’t know how he’d guessed that it was loneliness I’d been feeling. He never picked up on that stuff face to face, let alone on a phone call. But somehow he’d known. And his question had surprised me so much that I hadn’t been able to give him anything but the truth. When he’d asked me if I wanted him, I’d said yes before I could stop myself.

Of course, it was just sex he was offering, but I didn’t care.

It was one of those times where I loved his straight-up impatience. That he didn’t make me wait. He’d been there in exactly ten minutes and, as I hadn’t wanted to be in my flat, he’d taken me back to his.



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