Never Say Yes To Your Boss (I Said Yes #1) Read Online Lindsey Hart

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Funny Tags Authors: Series: I Said Yes Series by Lindsey Hart
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Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 75723 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
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“Well, until then, I’m perfectly fine with the options open to us now. You look like you might need a walking partner, so if the position is open, I’d like to apply.”

I’ve been on my own for so long that I forgot what this feels like. How to be strong for someone and how to be a united unit. I’ve never really had that with anyone before because the relationships I had before the accident weren’t serious. Definitely not share my life with someone kind of serious.

“The position is all yours.”

The expression on her face as she watches me is so pure that it makes my heart wrench and ache and throb. I feel like it could tear out and go soaring out the window to find the source of that sunshine.

“I’d like to accept it, then. And I accept your date idea. Do you think we can forget we’re married and just have fun?” she asks.

“I think so. I’d like to do that. Have fun with you and date you. I’d like to keep doing what we’ve been doing, which is being friends. And more, now, if you want to continue that trend.”

She nods bravely. “There doesn’t need to be an expiry date on this. Even if your brother kind of tricked me and stood in for you, I got something pretty good in exchange, and I’m not talking about the money, the usage of the private jet, the wardrobe full of clothes that I didn’t expect to like, or even this big old house I didn’t think I’d like either, or even Hans. I’m talking about you.”

“Hans will be so disappointed,” I reply, grinning.

She laughs, a bubbly sound that is pure joy, and I’m not disappointed I got her to produce that for me. “Where is he really from anyway?”

Hans would be extra disappointed if I gave his secret away since he takes such joy from the fake accents, so I use his favorite line, the one I’ve heard him utter over and over again. “Oh, a little of here, a little of there.”

Everleigh rolls her eyes and swats me on the shoulder. “You, sir, need to be punished for the amount of sarcasm you think is okay to use. Also, I need to punish you because you don’t have a permit.”

“For what?” I ask cautiously. She’s being playful now, and I can only imagine.

“For having an unleashed beast in your shorts.” Her eyes drop. “Or, well, your towel.”

“Oh Christ.” I didn’t know it was possible to blush this hard. “I’m sorry about that. I really—”

“Don’t apologize,” she whispers near my ear as she leans against me and pushes me down onto the bed. I hang my legs over the side and let her straddle my chest and push me into the bed. She kisses me thoroughly and spectacularly, and I’m reminded that we have approximately zero condoms left.

“I’m going to have to take a long walk to the store to get more supplies before we can do it again,” I say to her.

Everleigh smirks at me and kisses my lips, my cheeks, my chin, and then back to my mouth. The kiss is fire this time, and all my afternoon meetings are going to have to be rescheduled as well. But I’m not sorry at all.

“I could take my car and go get something later.” She scrapes her teeth over my bottom lip, and I nearly jackknife off the bed. She holds on, wrapping her legs around my waist as I sit up. “But where would the fun be in that? It’s a nice day, and a long walk filled with stimulating conversation sounds like an excellent first-date idea. How about this evening?”

“This evening? It’s now the middle of the morning. What are we going to do until then?”

She’s all soft as she reaches down and takes my hands in hers, holding them between us. She’s balanced on my lap, but she’s also relying on me to keep her firm and steady. I’m always going to be there to do that for her. To keep her solid and support her. And inevitably, when I fall on my ass, I know she’ll be there to joke about it, make rug burn challenges, and make the best of it without making me feel like a total dork.

Everleigh has taught me that I’m so much more than collateral damage. I’m not just some weird rich guy who can’t ride in cars and shuts himself away in an old kind of creepy house. I’m not someone whom no one will ever see because they can’t see past the money or my eccentricities.

“Hmm.” She pretends to consider, but I see the evil magic working behind her light blue eyes. “Think of all the ways we could do beast taming without love gloves?”

“My lord, Mrs. Anderson, you have quite the mouth.”


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