I also took issue with the heroine's struggles that pretty much placated being a victim. STORY (3.5 Stars) : This was a slow burn book. But New York City had eight million people, so what were the chances I’d run into him? Then again, what were the chances I’d run into him a year later.when I’d just started dating his boss? In the months that passed, I thought about Donovan often. My life was too complicated for such a great guy. So what did I do to repay him for his kindness? I waited until he was in the shower, then ghosted him. Did I mention he also did my laundry while I slept? Definitely too good to be true. He was also funny, smart, and surprisingly down-to-earth for a man who wore $700 shoes.

Donovan wasn’t just handsome with a panty-dropping voice.

Coffee led to dinner, dinner led to dessert, and dessert led to spending an entire weekend together. He got me to admit that I’d snooped in his bag and then convinced me to make it up to him by letting him buy me coffee. The man holding my luggage was absolutely gorgeous, and we had an immediate spark. Turned out, it wasn’t just his voice that was sexy.

A deep, velvety voice answered, and as luck would have it, he had my suitcase, too.ĭonovan and I met at a coffee shop to do the exchange. You see, I’d gone away for a few days, and in my haste to get out of the airport, I’d grabbed the wrong suitcase.Īfter checking out the expensive footwear and tailored clothes, I dialed the number on the luggage tag hoping maybe Mister Big Spender might have my bag. I needed to knowīefore I left, I asked to see Merrick.A sexy new stand-alone from number one New York Times best seller Vi Keeland.īefore I even met Donovan Decker, I knew his shoe size. But somehow an invitation to a second interview arrived in my inbox.īefore I left, I asked to see Merrick. I obviously didn’t expect to get the job. In my defense, I’d been stuck on a hot train for two hours and wanted to make sure I didn’t smell. Okay, so maybe I hadn’t exactly been changing when he walked in on me. Or so I thought… Until we wound up bickering again during my interview and he told me to go sniff my armpit.

After an argument while standing in my bra, I proceeded to smash the door into the gorgeous jerk, trying to yank it shut.Īs you might imagine, I was freaked out when I discovered that the rude guy was my potential new boss. Well, technically, I’d met him twenty minutes earlier when he’d barged into a fitting room a few doors down from my appointment. The first time I met Merrick Crawford was during my job interview. 2 minutes ago - ▶️▶️ COPY LINK TO DOWNLOAD ▶️▶️

The Boss Project by Vi Keeland