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Chapter One
"Honey, have you given any er tits?"
Emma rolled her eyes and dropped her head onto her desk Why couldn’t her mother bake cookies, knit sweaters or do any of that other Betty Crocker shit? No-o-o, she couldn’t be that lucky Katrina Davis--or Kat, as she liked to be called--had alanted to be the cool mom on the block Heck, most of Emma’s childhood friends still called her mother for advice The woman didn’t pull any punches "God, Mom, can we please not talk about ood You’re too attractive to sit at home all the time Men are visual creatures, so maybe a new rack is exactly what you need Your father can’t keep his hands off er You don’t want to wake up one day and have them fall out of bed before you do"
"Gross, Moross I don’t want to hear anything about your sex life with Daddy Ever I’d like to be able to look hies in s you feel the need to confide to o Catholic--then you could confess to soet over it I’ to help You knohat? I’ll even pay if I can pick them out I’ll e-mail you some information and you can let me knohat you think"
"Mom, for the last time, I like my tits just fine!" As soon as she shouted that last bit, E behind her Please tell me that the asswipe isn’t behind roaned Fate definitely wasn’t on her side Her boss, Brant Stone, stood behind her with his usual condescending sh she could hear her still speaking as she gingerly placed the receiver back in the cradle Deter her rattled, she raised a brow, asking as politely as she could ?"
"Apparently not as badly as you do, Ereat, here it comes, another jab at et if I choked hi her back to nonchalantly pick up her coffee cup, she said, "Pardon?"
"I aht," he replied
More obscure code to unravel She spent half of her ti about She knew he did it on purpose, the sneaky bastard "I bet you are, considering you cause most of my misery" She kneas unprofessional as well as career suicide to talk to her boss this way, but she kept hoping he would have her transferred to another department so that he could find someone more suitable for his assistant So far, that hadn’t happened She had even started dropping hints, but, like every suggestion she , Emma, but I don’t think I can accept responsibility for yourshortcoers and crashed to the floor Then she plowed into him as she jue continued as they both fell backward like dos, she was horrified to realize that Brant was laid out on the floor underneath her, and her butt was nestled firmly near his crotch Coffee stains were splattered all over his perfectly creased slacks, and it took her a led with his Her short skirt had blown up during their fall and was now resting well above the level considered legal in most states Was that? No, it couldn’t be
Without thinking, she wiggled around experirowing hard against her bottoalso came with a lap dance" When she froze, he chuckled "Oh, by all means, don’t stop now Even soainst your lap"
Emma jumped up as if she were on fire "You are such an asshole I should file sexual harassainst you I’ainst discussing my tits"
Brant snorted as he rose to his feet "I’ about said tits on a company telephone on company time, and I’m even more sure there is a section about job performance"
If she didn’t hate the man so much, she would be impressed by the way he excelled at sarcasm She had worked for Brant Stone for about six months at the communications company Danvers International Jason Danvers, owner of the coht out the family company that was previously run by Brant and his sister, Ava They had both come to work at Danvers in vice presidential roles after the er brother, Declan, also worked for Danvers, although he hadn’t been involved in the Stone family business He had recently married Ella Webber, a receptionist on the fourth floor who had beco in a string of couplings at the company Jason had married his secretary, Claire, and the Merimon brothers, Grayson and Nick, had also settled down Gray was married to Suzy, who handled the special events for Danvers; Nick was married to Beth, Suzy’s sister and assistant They had recently had a new baby
As far as romance was concerned, Danvers seenificant other So far it hadn’t helped her, though Instead, she was stuck with a shit head for a boss and a vibrator for date night Life sucked in that area
When Brant snapped his fingers in front of her face to get her attention, she stuck her tongue out at hiiving him the verbal slapdown he so richly deserved She settled for , "Yeah, yeah, whatever" He actually looked disappointed before he turned and stalked off to his office
When her phone rang yet again, she groaned, praying it wasn’t her mother "Brant Stone’s office"
"You sound like soh of relief as she heard her friend Suzy’s voice on the line Theyfellow shjust the usual kind ofnonsense with Mr Sunshine Maybe a little worse than usual"