I hired her to fix my company, to bring Marks Lingerie back to life. I didn't expect her to become my best friend. I didn't expect to fall in love with her.
Four years of sexual tension.
Four years of keeping our distance, because I won't tell her the truth.
Four years of torture, because I'm terrified of scaring her away.
The first rule of business is to never touch your employees. I think there is another rule about not falling for your best friend. For not thinking about the curves of her body, or the way her breathing would change if I were to pull aside her panties and touch her skin.
Now, I'm ready to toss out the rules.
I'm about to take what's mine.
Damn the company.
Damn our friendship.
Damn my fears.