Johnny MacTavish
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You drop your gaze to the paper in front of you though you can feel your cheeks burning. You remember it all too well, the feeling of being trapped and pinned under his body in the bed you shared.
Only you were new to London, you hadn’t even fully moved into your apartment. You’d gone out to celebrate the move, and inadvertently slept with your new boss.
Imagine your surprise when you showed up to work and saw the familiar face…