What’s worse than spilling coffee all over my billionaire boss? Accidentally emailing him my answers to a sex quiz.
That was me. I did that. I might be a genius, but that was really dumb.
I sneak into the office to delete it, but it’s too late. He knows my naughtiest fantasies.
Instead of firing me, he wants to fulfill every one of them.
He’s everything I didn’t know I wanted: Older, fiercely protective and a possessive streak the size of Montana.
But can he really want someone like me with a past full of man struggles and a head full of math problems?
That was me. I did that. I might be a genius, but that was really dumb.
I sneak into the office to delete it, but it’s too late. He knows my naughtiest fantasies.
Instead of firing me, he wants to fulfill every one of them.
He’s everything I didn’t know I wanted: Older, fiercely protective and a possessive streak the size of Montana.
But can he really want someone like me with a past full of man struggles and a head full of math problems?
