The Grumpy Boss Agreement: A Small Town Billionaire Romance

My brand new assistant Savannah is as gorgeous as she is obnoxiously chipper. She prides herself on her upbeat attitude that makes her a ray of sunshine. I feel like a grumpy jerk every time I’m forced to rain on her parade by giving her a dose of cold reality.

We are a match made in heaven… or in my personal hell. From the first second I look into Savannah’s pretty green eyes, I am completely lost. I can bark orders at her all day, but she just smiles and hops to it. It’s infuriating how she just smiles at people, listens to their problems, and somehow ends up getting her way.

As time wears on, I find that Savannah is sweeter than honey. I am intrigued by her charming smiles and soft curves. When Savannah trips with an armful of rolled blue prints, my swift reaction saves her from falling and pulls her against my body. The kiss afterward is instinctual… but also stupid, reckless, and thoughtless. So why does it feel so right?

Opposites attract, but nothing can happen between us. I’m not planning on staying in town long. And she’s such a good girl that she practically screams relationship material. Been there, done that, got jilted in a tux.

There’s no way I’m going to kiss her again. No matter how gorgeous she looks, how desperately I start to want her, or how many times we get stuck together spending all afternoon in a tiny swamp shack.