My Bastard Boss Wants Me In His Bed
I quickly shook my head, deciding to focus on the task I'd been given instead of the warmth I shouldn't be feeling.
I'd been working for about an hour, organizing the contracts and flagging the ones that needed his immediate attention, when I heard footsteps approaching.
"There's someone here for Mr. Martell."
I looked up to find Anna standing at the edge of my desk.
"Who..." I started to ask, but my words trailed off when I saw her.
Maura Callahan.
What the hell was she doing in Manhattan?
She stood just behind Anna, dressed in a shimmering red dress that hugged her chest and flared at her waist, ending at her knee. Her blonde hair was swept to one shoulder, leaving one side of her neck exp