Woodburn House and spoken to Philip Hastings. He's looking for a new P.A. because his girl is going overseas with her husband." He reaches towards his coffee on the low table in front of us, then snatches back his hand. I've never seen him nervous before, and if this wasn't such awkward situation, I'd almost find it funny. "It's a step up, with some management responsibilities… but the job's yours if you want it. Starting immediately." He plucks at the knee of his beautifully tailored trousers. "It's a nice salary hike too, and a great opportunity."
I reach for my coffee and sip it. I'm trying to stay calm, trying to focus on a hopeful gleam in his eyes and pray that I've interpreted it correctly.
"Ah, so you're getting rid of me." I eye him levelly, watching his dear face and the little telltales of stress and… and understanding. "Well, that'll work. With me over at Woodburn House, and working in a different division, we'll rarely see each other, possibly never. No awkward moments at all."
His eyes narrow, but he's smiling. "We won't see each other during the day." He suddenly winks. "But I was rather hoping that we'd see a lot of each other, a helluva lot of each other, the rest of the time." He reaches across, takes the coffee cup out of my hand, then lifts my fingers to his lips and dusts a kiss on them. "I might have a flu relapse if I don't get regular nursing… and therapy."
This was what I was hoping for, and dreaming of. I love working with Innes but I love being with him, and simply loving him, much, much more.
"You've got it all worked out, boss, haven't you?" I give him a narrow, teasing look. "You're so sure I'll fall in with your schemes."
"But I'm not your boss anymore. Or I soon won't be." He kisses my palm, then tugs on my hand, drawing me closer and closer to him. "The choice is yours, Cally, believe me, always yours."
Our faces are almost touching. I can kiss the cool, firm line of his jaw, the arc of his cheekbone, or the plush curve of his lower lip, if I want to.
And I want to. I hook my hand around the back of his head, and kiss him hard. This is fraternization, office romance, but who cares now?
"Okay, I choose you," I gasp against his hot mouth as we part, just barely. Time to go for broke, now or never. "Because whether you like it or not, boss, I love you."
"Consider me chosen then, Nurse Florence," he growls and kisses back, just as hard. "Which is a relief, because I love you too."
From now on, it'll be Christmas every day.
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About Portia Da Costa
Portia Da Costa is a multi-published British author of romance, erotic romance and erotic fiction. Her novels have been published by a variety of different houses, both in the US and the UK, and translated into many languages including German, Spanish, Italian, Dutch, Norwegian and Japanese.
Best known for her many novels for the pioneering British erotica publisher Black Lace, her work has been praised for its intense character-driven sensuality and the vivid emotional depth. She enjoys writing books with contemporary, paranormal and occasionally futuristic settings, as well as historical erotic romance set in the late Victorian era.
Writing for publication since 1990, Portia has had over thirty novels and novellas published, as well 100 plus short stories. She has also contributed to many different short story anthologies and women’s magazines.
Portia lives in the heart of West Yorkshire, UK, with her husband and their beloved cat Alice. When she’s not writing she can be found reading, watching TV and movies, hanging out on Twitter, and enjoying online life in general. She was formerly a librarian and has also worked in local government.
Find Portia online at:
http://www.portiadacosta.com
http://wendyportia.blogspot.com
http://twitter.com/PortiaDaCosta
Also Self Published by Portia Da Costa
Stories and Novellas
The Efficiency Expert - erotic romance
Glint - erotica
Wesley and
I reach for my coffee and sip it. I'm trying to stay calm, trying to focus on a hopeful gleam in his eyes and pray that I've interpreted it correctly.
"Ah, so you're getting rid of me." I eye him levelly, watching his dear face and the little telltales of stress and… and understanding. "Well, that'll work. With me over at Woodburn House, and working in a different division, we'll rarely see each other, possibly never. No awkward moments at all."
His eyes narrow, but he's smiling. "We won't see each other during the day." He suddenly winks. "But I was rather hoping that we'd see a lot of each other, a helluva lot of each other, the rest of the time." He reaches across, takes the coffee cup out of my hand, then lifts my fingers to his lips and dusts a kiss on them. "I might have a flu relapse if I don't get regular nursing… and therapy."
This was what I was hoping for, and dreaming of. I love working with Innes but I love being with him, and simply loving him, much, much more.
"You've got it all worked out, boss, haven't you?" I give him a narrow, teasing look. "You're so sure I'll fall in with your schemes."
"But I'm not your boss anymore. Or I soon won't be." He kisses my palm, then tugs on my hand, drawing me closer and closer to him. "The choice is yours, Cally, believe me, always yours."
Our faces are almost touching. I can kiss the cool, firm line of his jaw, the arc of his cheekbone, or the plush curve of his lower lip, if I want to.
And I want to. I hook my hand around the back of his head, and kiss him hard. This is fraternization, office romance, but who cares now?
"Okay, I choose you," I gasp against his hot mouth as we part, just barely. Time to go for broke, now or never. "Because whether you like it or not, boss, I love you."
"Consider me chosen then, Nurse Florence," he growls and kisses back, just as hard. "Which is a relief, because I love you too."
From now on, it'll be Christmas every day.
###
About Portia Da Costa
Portia Da Costa is a multi-published British author of romance, erotic romance and erotic fiction. Her novels have been published by a variety of different houses, both in the US and the UK, and translated into many languages including German, Spanish, Italian, Dutch, Norwegian and Japanese.
Best known for her many novels for the pioneering British erotica publisher Black Lace, her work has been praised for its intense character-driven sensuality and the vivid emotional depth. She enjoys writing books with contemporary, paranormal and occasionally futuristic settings, as well as historical erotic romance set in the late Victorian era.
Writing for publication since 1990, Portia has had over thirty novels and novellas published, as well 100 plus short stories. She has also contributed to many different short story anthologies and women’s magazines.
Portia lives in the heart of West Yorkshire, UK, with her husband and their beloved cat Alice. When she’s not writing she can be found reading, watching TV and movies, hanging out on Twitter, and enjoying online life in general. She was formerly a librarian and has also worked in local government.
Find Portia online at:
http://www.portiadacosta.com
http://wendyportia.blogspot.com
http://twitter.com/PortiaDaCosta
Also Self Published by Portia Da Costa
Stories and Novellas
The Efficiency Expert - erotic romance
Glint - erotica
Wesley and
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