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Bigshot Boss: A Bad Boy Office Romance by Cat Carmine (17)

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From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Subject: “or something?”

I’ll see you around … or something? That simply isn’t good enough.

When can I see you again?

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From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Subject: Well

We work in the same building. You can see me any time you want.

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From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Subject: Still not good enough

I mean when can I see you. /insert sexy inflection.

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From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Subject: Sorry

I don’t know.

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From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Subject: Huh

What’s going on here, sweet?

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From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Subject: The problem

What’s going on here is you’re my boss.

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From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Subject: Pfft

I was your boss the other day too and that didn’t seem to stop us. Don’t tell me you’re having second thoughts.

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From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Subject: Ha

Oh, I’m on my fifth or sixth thoughts by now.

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From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Subject: How about this?

Okay, well, let’s go back to a version where this worked out better for me. Was there a version where you said yes to going out with me?

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From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Subject: Smart ass

I think that was version three, but it was heavily influenced by cheap beer.

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From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Subject: Why thank you

Perfect. So I’ll take version three. I’ll just make sure there’s cheap beer there.

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From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Subject: Right

Somehow I can’t picture you drinking cheap beer.

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From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Subject: ??

Why not?

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From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Subject: Seriously?

Ummmmmm let’s see, maybe because you wear suits that cost more than six months of rent for me?

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From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Subject: Then you may be interested to know…

… That when we were first trying to get Loft & Barn off the ground, Luke and I used to go to Freaky Freddy’s Pool Hall every week for Friday Buck-a-Beers.

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From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Subject: Freddy’s??

I just spit coffee all over myself.

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From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Subject: Oh dear

Then you must let me make it up to you.

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From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Subject: Well…

Only if you take me to Freaky Freddy’s Pool Hall.

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From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Subject: Done

It’s a date.

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From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Subject: ??

Wait, really?

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From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

Subject: I win

Yes, really. Wear something slutty. ;)