Mistletoe Boss

What is the only thing you shouldn't do at your new job? Your boss. But what if he is insanely hot and wants you as bad as you want him? Would you be able to resist temptation? Would you even want to? Bosses can be so demanding, you know...Natalie has had a crush on her boss since the beginning of time. Well, at least it felt like that to her. And, until a fateful New Year's party at the office, she thought she didn't stand a chance to get the one man she wanted. Because it would have been too good to be true. But she forgot about a tiny, yet significant detail, one she didn't dare believe. He felt the sparks, too. And, being her boss an' all, he had a plan. Oh, and he had mistletoe, too... o "Hey Natalie, how is it going?"I glance up at Trish, who's normally too gloomy to notice anyone else in the room, but probably she had a few drinks herself. It's free booze tonight, after all, and I don't think any of the employees would miss out on that. Sebastian is nowhere to be seen though. In fact, he hasn't been out of his office since..."Oh dear, are you okay? You look flushed."Trish's comment makes me blush some more, but I decide to blame it on the martini, waving my empty glass in the air, turning it upside down, too, to show her my exaggerated disappointment. She just shakes her head with a sad smile and offers to bring me another one. I nod absent-mindedly, wondering where Sebastian is. I should be glad for having this party on the fifth floor, otherwise I would have ended up glancing at his door for the better part of the evening. Not that I'm not stupid enough to do the same mentally, but at least nobody knows that. "Nobody knows what exactly?"I spin around, realising too quickly how bad an idea it was, as I practically fall into the arms of the gentleman that's always there to catch me. Would it hurt him to fall with me instead? Frustrated, angry and humiliated, I try to break free, but he tightens his hold, saying something about me being too drunk. Well, duh..."I think I have a right to be drunk. You might be my boss, but you sure as hell aren't my father, so stop patronising me."Sebastian's eyes go wide for a moment, which gives me a perfect opportunity to get lost in his bluish-green iris. Is it me, or are they a few shades darker right now? Damn, I don't think I'm drunk enough yet. He clears his throat, brushes a strand of hair out of my face, and leans closer, so only I hear what he has to say to that: "I sure as hell don't want you to think I was your father. I'm not the 'daddy' type of guy."Is he referring to what I think he's referring to? And why is he still so damn close?"Yeah, right, you don't like to be called boss, either."Shit, I didn't just say that out loud, did I? Judging by the laughter that fills my heart with warmth, I did indeed."Well, I guess I could make an exception, if..."He trails off, brushing his fingertips along my cheek, and I think I moan. Loudly. Is he drunk, too? Why the sudden change? Do I care? No. But I do gulp."If?"He tilts his head slightly, measuring me up with his eyes. What is he looking for? Either way, his gaze is too intense for my liking, so I frown, pushing him away for a second, only to pull him back the next for balance. He laughs again, the sound leaving me breathless. Even if he is laughing at me... o

• | Author: Timea Tokes
• | Publisher: Independently Published
• | Publication Date: Dec 01, 2018
• | Number of Pages: 50 pages
• | Language: English
• | Binding: Paperback
• | ISBN-10: 1790590280
• | ISBN-13: 9781790590285