Midnight Heat: An Instalove Romance (Heat Between the Sheets Book 1) by Fiona Clarke

Author:Fiona Clarke [Clarke, Fiona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-06-07T00:00:00+00:00

The next few weeks are a struggle for me. I try to stay in my office as much as possible, but part of my job is to be on the floor at least twice a week to see if my promotions bring in customers. But there's a big possibility that I can run into Max there, and I want to avoid interacting with him as much as possible.

Max, however, won’t let me hide. He comes by every day and demands a report from me. I've already told Erik about it, but he's just as flabbergasted at his partner's behavior. Max’s visits are all the same. He comes into my office, sits down, and stares at me. He does this even though I send a report each morning to avoid him coming here.

Then, the same words come out of his mouth.

"Tell me something true about yourself."

I blush and try to find something innocuous that I can tell him about me. I don't dare lie to him, though. The problem is, I'm starting to look forward to these visits. Even though he hasn't made a move on me, the fact that he wants to know about me hits me right in the feels. Plus, every day, he looks hotter. I love him in jeans and a t-shirt, but when he's got on a suit, he rules the underworld. Or rather, my underpants.

Today, I've had enough, and when he comes in and sits down before me, I interrupt his little routine by asking him a question.

"How about you tell me something about yourself, Mr. Lewis."

"I've told you to call me Max."

"It's inappropriate."

"I'll decide what's appropriate or not."

"And coming to interrogate me every day is appropriate, according to you?"

"Does it bother you?" He raises his eyebrows.

"Yes."

"Good. I can tell you one thing about me. I don't like liars."

"I'm not…"

"You lied to me."

"You were a stranger that I wanted to hook up with. I knew nothing about you! It was a fake name kind of situation."

"I don't know if I can trust you, Annette."

"It's Anne. My friends call me Anne."

"Are you going to be on the floor tonight, Anne?"

"Not tonight, no."

"Then I'll come by at six to take you home. I think we need to talk."

He gets up and leaves, and I'm left clueless about what he wants. I mean, we've been talking every day, what more can he want from me? I briefly think of calling in sick for the rest of the day, but that would just be another lie and he would catch me on it and lose whatever trust I have gained the past few weeks.

I pick up my phone and text my friend Julie.

Me: 911

Julie: What's going on? What do you need?

Me: He just told me he's taking me home tonight and then 'we need to talk'

Julie: That's good, isn't it?

Me: I don't think I can be alone with him at my place and not do whatever naughty thing he tells me he wants to do

Julie: Still not seeing the problem

Me: You're no help sometimes.

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