All Chapters of Let Me Go, Boss!: Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

Riley’s PovIt was supposed to be a regular day. Emphasis on supposed to be. But the moment I walked into the office and saw Leo Carter—Leo freaking Carter—leaning against the reception desk like he owned the building, I knew something was up.He looked too relaxed. Too smug. Too much.“Morning, sunshine,” he said, handing a coffee to the receptionist like he was running for mayor.“What are you doing here?” I asked, narrowing my eyes.He turned, flashing that heart-stopping smile. “Campaign work. Mutual sponsor. PR needs. You know how it goes.”“Jax didn’t mention anything about this.”Leo grinned. “Guess he forgot to loop you in. Shame.”I crossed my arms. “You sure you’re not just here to stir things up?”“I live to stir things up,” he winked, then added more seriously, “But no. I’ve got real work to do. And speaking of real work…”He stepped closer. So close that the scent of his perfume travelled up my nostrils.God, he smelled so good. So good that I almost closed my eyes to rev

Riley’s povWe stepped out of the restaurant, the night air cool and buzzing with traffic. Leo walked a little ahead of me, jacket slung over one shoulder, humming something jazz-like under his breath.I should’ve felt good. Relieved. Hopeful. Instead, my gut was twisting. And it was not because of the wine.“Just think about it. No pressure,” his voice was low and smooth as he slid the revised proposal toward me as we approached his car.I tucked the folder tighter under my arm. “You make it sound way too easy.”“Because it is,” he chuckled. “You just have to say yes.”Just as we reached the curb, a voice echoed through the air.

Jax’s POVThe numbers in front of me blurred out.I’d been staring at the performance analytics for the past forty-five minutes, but not a single figure stuck to my head. I wasn’t even reading anymore—just cycling through tabs for the sake of pretending I was still in control.Then Caleb knocked once and let himself in.He didn’t wait to be invited. Didn’t hesitate, so I knew he wasn’t coming to give me a friendly update. This was gossip. I leaned back in my chair, laced my fingers together, and waited for him to get to the point.“You know,” he said, dragging the words out like he enjoyed them too much, “I ran into Riley last night.”