My new boss is a pro football player with zero interest in men. I don’t know what to do when he starts taking care of me. Moving into his guest room should’ve been the easiest paycheck of my life.
Run his errands, buy his groceries, fix his calendar. But nothing about Spencer Rhodes is easy. He’s older, quiet, controlled, and the single most distracting man I’ve ever shared a house with.
So I flirt, because that’s what I do, and because it’s safe when nothing’s going to come of it. Except he starts noticing things nobody’s ever bothered to notice.
Doing things for me I never thought to ask for. I know exactly what to do when a man wants me. Being looked after? That’s the part that’s going to ruin me…
