His Treat By Penelope Bloom
Book/Novel Author: Penelope Bloom
Book/Novel Title: His Treat
**Having a hot boss isnt complicated or confusing at all,
Said no one ever
But all I have to do is resist for a few months.
Come January, Im flying to Paris to chase my dream of being an artist,
Too bad I cant have my *treat* and eat it, too.**
I forgot to mention My hot boss was also my high school crush.
First, I wanted to crush him with gooey affection.
In the end, I just plain wanted to crush him.
Now hes back, and he might as well have do not touch printed on his chest.
One tiny question: would it count if I didnt use my hands?
Let me answer my own question. *Yes, Emily, you raging horndog, it counts.* Besides, my dream is practically waiting for me like a perfectly wrapped, shiny little package if I can just behave. Id be an absolute idiot to risk that, and I have a long, proud history of *not* being an idiot to protect.
Unless its kind of like when you do really well in class all semester so you can afford to flunk a test at the end. Three months *is* a long time, and if hes the one giving me the big, fat, dirty F, it *does* add a little dose of temptation to the equation.
But all I have to do is one quick job for him. A few posters and a few props for a big Halloween party that hes hosting.
Then I just walk away from his dreamboat eyes and perfect body, grab a plane, and forget about all the beautiful children we couldve squeezed inside our white picket fence.