บททั้งหมดของ Bad Boss: An Office Romance: บทที่ 141 - บทที่ 150

“Did you know your father and I went to grade school together?”I shook my head. I had no idea how he’d known Portia, and assumed he’d met her because of Gary.She smiled as if she were recalling the memory. “We did, all the way through high school. We weren’t a part of the same group or anything like that, but we knew who each other was. It wasn’t until college that we became close.”I cocked my head at her, my eyes narrowing as she continued. “We were friends, your dad, Gary and I. Before he met your mother. All honesty, I didn’t have any romantic interest in Gary until he made a move. At first, my interest for hanging out with Gary was purely because of his best friend. Gary asked me out when your dad met Theresa. Besides having a crush on me, I think he wanted to keep up with your dad. They were both ready to start their business and their lives, and they wanted wives. That was what good businessmen did i

I kissed him sweetly. “Now, what should we do for the rest of our day?” Letting go of him, I snuck around his side and went in search of Windex and paper towel underneath his sink. “Besides cleaning off my nipple marks from the window.”Mack chuckled. “Damn. I was hoping you’d let them stay there for the rest of the day.”I shook my head as I grabbed the bottle. “Yeah, right. With my luck, Cody will stop by and take a picture of it.”Mack’s chuckle halted immediately. “Good call. Let me help you.” Following me into the living room, he watched me spray the glass and rip off a piece of paper towel. “We can indulge in the bedroom the rest of the night,” he suggested.“We could, or we could discuss the coming week.”He crossed his arms. “What’s there to discuss? We have three days of work then our flight to see your dad.”I eyed him.

MackSitting at my desk, I immediately worried that I’d gone too far with Kelsey just now. She was grinning and happy, but the kiss on the cheek in front of Ms. Carmichael might have been too much. I couldn’t help it, touching her and kissing her was becoming an instinct, and it just happened. Surely she’d give me the cold shoulder if she were unhappy with my display of affection.I tossed the thumb drive on my desk. Was she looking for a reason to see me, and that’s why she brought it down? It was an odd way of flirting, but I loved her sense of humor. The next hour, I kept to the project I had been working on, but kept getting distracted, worried Kelsey was upset. Unable to stop myself, I grabbed my phone and sent her a message. I settled for a straightforward question.Are you mad I kissed you in front of Ms. Carmichael?Kelsey Neely: Cheek kisses are allowed.I sighed in relief. I couldn’t help myself.Kesl

Cam nudged me while Stephanie was talking about her third memory box. “Are you really seeing someone? Or did you just say that to avoid me again? Because, I’m perfectly fine being friends, Kelsey.”I nudged him back. “I’m not lying, I really am in a serious relationship.”Timothy was across from us with Ashley, who had been listening with a doughy eye to Stephanie’s story, keeping her arm linked with Timothy’s. Apparently, they were together now. She tilted her head over to Timothy and muttered, “I can’t believe she’s this happy while working for Craft.” Ashley saw that I was watching her, then gave me a wink. She was under the impression that her and I had the same feelings toward Mack. After she winked and snickered, her eyes went wide as if she’d seen a ghost. She hunched down toward Timothy, her eyes darkening. “What the hell is he doing here?”We all turned, and m

Kelsey put her arm around Talon, then looked back at the house, concern etching her face. “Where’s Dad?”Simon’s eyes rolled dramatically. “He had to go to a jobsite. Some idiot didn’t read the floor plan correctly, got your father in a real mood last night. He’ll be home soon. Come on inside!” Simon waved for us to follow him. “Talon, help them with their suitcases.”“Go ahead, Talon and I can handle the bags,” I told Kelsey, opening the trunk of the rental car and grabbing our carry-ons, handing one to Talon.“You’re going to have to stay in the basement,” Talon said evenly. “I hope you brought warm pajamas.”“Thanks for the heads up,” I said, following him inside. “I’m in the middle of dinner. Kelsey, I figured you’d be more comfortable downstairs together versus in your bedroom?” Simon said, making his way to a l