Chapter 9

Today has been such a mess. Leaving a bar with my boss, going to my bosses house, and then fucking him like I never fucked anybody before, was a tremendous mistake.

If I had known my handsome, rough — speaking mystery man was my boss, I would have never climbed on the back of his motorcycle.

This was not a good type of mistake that my daddy wanted me to make. That was a terrible mistake that should never have happened.

Not only did I almost get fired my first day on the job, the asshole was so arrogant that he assumed I'd go back to the bar tonight for another round.

Jokes on him, I didn't go back to that bar. Instead, I'm currently curled up on my couch, my new kitten purring happily beside me, and watching a romantic comedy.

I wasn't giving into my body's desires, my body wanted to be touched by that sexy motherfucker, but I knew it was just going to end up with me back on that porch waiting for a taxi, and then getting fired the next day.

Nope.

Not happening.

For two reasons.