Yes, Please

I’m way overqualified, but the economy doesn’t care. After six months of job searching, I’m flat broke and mostly desperate. Rent is due in a week, my roommate sucks and is ready to toss me out, and I need an answer – fast!

Nothing prepared me for the man in the suit…

Not two steps into the office and my panties burst into flame. The word “handsome” doesn’t do him justice. Lucifer would slap him a high-five.

Clearly there is a reason he’s the most eligible bachelor in town.

The problem is, there’s more to the job than just getting him coffee. Much more. Of the intimate variety.

Two rules: No kissing. No falling in love.

I can read right through those rules – He’s trying to push everyone away. He’s trying to protect himself.

I want to walk. To not care. But…something in me wonders what could’ve scarred him so badly that he needs to employ companionship.

I’ll either save him…or he’ll ruin me…