![]() Now guess how much barbed wire I’ve got to keep Mr. I invite disasters fated to rip my heart out.Īnd just when Nick Brandt can’t cut my life into tinier confetti, the unthinkable does. ![]() ![]() I kiss my incurable, broken, off-limits boss-and God help me, I like it. When he needs a “date” at this rich-people charity dance, I crack. The longer I’m stuck with Satan in endless Chicago traffic, the faster he wears me down. Why is it always the terrible ones who make a girl tingle? Then he “apologized” with the grace of a drunken moose.Ī perfect grump with a brutal reputation.Ī heart-thief sculpted like a fallen angel.Ī master at making me question all of my life decisions. He spent the first month mistaking me for a dude. Nicholas Brandt was put on Earth to drive me insane. Signing on as a company driver for Brandt Ideas felt like a dream.īig-girl salary. Wall Street Journal bestselling author Nicole Snow returns with a laugh-out-loud wild office romance where two total opposites fight to deny their perfect chemistry. ![]()
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