Secrets, desires, and exquisite pie. Itās all in a dayās work at The Company.
Growing up, I was the rough guy from the wrong neighborhood who couldnāt catch a break. Posy was the pampered girl I tried to impress. But I managed to steal only a single kiss before I had to skip town.
Now Iām back, and the tables are turned. Posy runs a struggling pie shop. Iām the VP of a secretive billion dollar security company.
Not that I can tell her.
Thereās a murderer on the loose in New York, and he seems to spend a lot of time at Posyās shop. I canāt let on that Iām here to bring him down before he can harm a hair on her pretty head.
Going undercover as Posyās new barista wasnāt my idea. I donāt even drink coffee. But now I have to call her ābossā and do everything the curvy perfectionist asks of me. Iād forgotten how much we infuriate each other, and that she somehow fills me with both irritation and desire in the same breath.
Thereās nobody more skilled at stealth ops than me. I can bring this killer down. Right after I take a cold shower. And just as soon I figure out how to make a skinny peppermint latte with milk poured in the shape of a kitten....
Loverboy: The Company, Book 2 (Unabridged) - Sarina Bowen
Secrets, desires, and exquisite pie. Itās all in a dayās work at The Company.
Growing up, I was the rough guy from the wrong neighborhood who couldnāt catch a break. Posy was the pampered girl I tried to impress. But I managed to steal only a single kiss before I had to skip town.
Now Iām back, and the tables are turned. Posy runs a struggling pie shop. Iām the VP of a secretive billion dollar security company.
Not that I can tell her.
Thereās a murderer on the loose in New York, and he seems to spend a lot of time at Posyās shop. I canāt let on that Iām here to bring him down before he can harm a hair on her pretty head.
Going undercover as Posyās new barista wasnāt my idea. I donāt even drink coffee. But now I have to call her ābossā and do everything the curvy perfectionist asks of me. Iād forgotten how much we infuriate each other, and that she somehow fills me with both irritation and desire in the same breath.
Thereās nobody more skilled at stealth ops than me. I can bring this killer down. Right after I take a cold shower. And just as soon I figure out how to make a skinny peppermint latte with milk poured in the shape of a kitten....