My hot, grumpy boss barely tolerates me... until I try to quit and he loses his mind.

Spencer Sullivan may be the best contractor around, but with his tattoos, shadowed jaw, and muscular body, he is the embodiment of my fantasies.

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He’s also a huge jerk.

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He scowls when I bring him coffee, grumbles about his organized files, and would rather email me than have a conversation. My knees should not get weak when I’m near him.

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I have to quit for my own sanity.

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Except the boss takes one look at my resignation and… loses his mind. 

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I desperately want his interest to be real. But is he just trying to win back his assistant? Or could my sexy boss want more than a steamy kiss by the copier?