There are many reasons I should have handed in my resignation the day I met my new boss, Hudson Case.
First off, he’s the reason I lost my first waitressing job. Secondly, he’s gruff, grumpy, and another inconvenient g-word . . . gorgeous.
And to top it off, he’s my good friend’s dad.
Oh, and did I mention, he’s also my new roommate? Yeah, we’ll get to that in a sec.
It all started when I begged my friend to get me a temp position working as her dad’s admin until my big move at the end of summer. Little did I know, her dad was the same jerk who callously fired me from my previous waitressing gig.
He says I’m a walking migraine and a thorn in his side. So when I threaten to quit, why does his counteroffer include me moving in with him for business reasons?
But before we know it, we’re mixing business with pleasure.
A lot of pleasure.
Suddenly nothing feels temporary anymore. But it has to be, right?
Because one way or another, our time together is coming to an end.
