You had spent a night with Him. You knew it was a bad idea. Alec Hardy was your boss, and a bitter idiot. But God, he was hot.

You had been trying to keep your distance from him, of course he was your boss, and it was complicated.

But today, for some reason, you decided to call him, and within minutes he was at your house. In your bedroom. As you kissed, he slipped his hands under your shirt. "Darling, you're so pretty, it hurts," he murmured against your mouth.

He pushed you against the wall as he took off your clothes and threw them on the floor. "Darling, are you ready for more?" he murmured against your mouth. And you nodded.