Nora Pierce couldn't believe the first time she met her boss was when she fell right on top of him. An employee, she knew she was already close to losing her job. With coffee all over her, and possibly ruining his expensive designer suit, she knew her chance at a good future was over.
Gabriel Williams had been curious about the woman who worked for him. She delivered his mail on the daily, but he was struck by the brunette’s natural beauty and the kindness in her eyes.
Discovering she had a rough time after her parents’ death, he knew he wanted to take care of her, and to right the wrong that was dealt her.
Ever since her parents died, her life had gone downhill. She didn’t expect anyone to help her, but now Gabriel is there. She shouldn’t take his help. She shouldn’t be wanting him. Afterall, she's a virgin.
Nora now she belonged to him. Neither expected their passion to turn to love. But what will happen when Nora is nearly taken from him? Is Gabriel willing to give up everything he has worked for, for the right woman?
Excerpt:
“I’ve been busy and I didn’t want you to have to wait for your mail. I know how important it is for you to get it in a timely fashion.”
“Cut the crap, Nora. You’ve been avoiding me because I kissed you last night.”
It wasn’t exactly the kind of kiss you brush on the cheek. This had started out as a brush of the lips, but then his fingers had sunk into her hair and held her in place. Not in a bad way, but in such a good way. Her lips had tingled from the contact. So much of her body had tingled.
She couldn’t deny how desperate she was for him. And this terrified her. Gabriel was her boss. He was out of her league. She needed to get her brain back on track, and having dirty, sexual thoughts about her boss was not a good idea.
“You shouldn’t have kissed me last night,” she said, finally admitting it.
“Why not?” he asked.
This took her by surprise. She figured the whole boss and employee relationship was obvious, but if he needed her to spell it out for him, she was going to have to do that.
“You’re my boss,” she said. “You and I can’t happen.”
“Why?” he asked, folding his arms, and it was then she realized he wasn’t wearing a jacket and the sleeves of his shirt had rolled up.
She had noticed his thick arms before, but had they really been that big? They looked so good. For a split-second, or perhaps even longer, she thought about how good it would feel to be in those arms. Gabriel was strong. Nothing could break him down.
“Seriously, you’re my boss. What more is there to talk about? You’re a multimillionaire bus—”
“Billionaire,” he said, interrupting her.
“What?”
“I’m a multibillionaire as of a few years ago.”
She took a deep breath. “There you go. That doesn’t help. You’re rich. You’re the boss of this company. I’m just an employee and I work in the mail room. I lived on the streets, and we are so far apart it is unreal. I don’t know anything about you at all.”
There were so many other things she could list, but she figured they were enough to get him to see how incompatible they were.
“Do you want to get to know me?” he asked.
Okay, that she wasn’t expecting.
“Huh?”
“Well, you see, we’re both still human, unless you’re about to tell me you’re from a different planet. So, we’re the same species, and I’m a consenting adult, and you’re a consenting adult. Do you just not like me?” he asked.
“Of course I like you.”
“Then what is the problem?”
“You’re my boss. What is everyone going to think?” She dropped her arms to her sides. This was not sounding like a good argument. She looked at Gabriel and felt hopeless.
“Then we do this in secret if that is what is important to you, but I can’t get you out of my mind, Nora. I want you, and when I look at you, I have a feeling you want me too.” As he talked, he got closer to her.
Nora didn’t back away. She was not afraid of this man. A little nervous because he evoked feelings she had never felt before, and that was scary. So freaking scary. She took a deep breath and waited.
“Do you want me?” he asked.
He was suddenly in front of her and there was no way of escape.
“I have no idea what I’m doing,” she said.
“Then I’ll lead.” And with that, he kissed her. This was a soft kiss. Like the merest hint of lips just touching. Not too intense. Okay, she could handle this, even if it did make her toes curl in her shoes.
“No one needs to know, if you’re afraid of what people think.” He took possession of her lips. “And if you don’t know what you’re doing, then you’ll follow my instructions.”
