Let's Pretend (Romantic Comedy, Contemporary, Second Chance, Sensual) (16 page)

“What?” Michelle gave up her pretence at making notes and stood. “You can’t order me to stop anything. Especially not my job. Who do you think you are?”

He leant his face close to hers, his smoky-grey gaze intense. “The guy who’s trying to save you from the FSA.”

She was so mad she barely noticed the white-hot heat that zoomed along her skin. “Get out of my office. How dare you threaten me with the Financial Services Authority? I have never been anything but strictly professional.”

“Up until now.”

“What did you say?”

“I’m not discussing this here, Michelle. This is a modern building with thin walls. You know every word said in here can be heard out there.” He jerked a thumb over his shoulder. “Let’s go someplace more private.”

“If you think I’m going anywhere with you, you can think again.”

She swung away from Andrew and crossed her office. “Get out.”

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Michelle’s opaque blue gaze met his as she yanked open the door. Andrew masked his reaction as he took in the hostile glare and tight lips. She looked as if she’d like to throw the door at him, and from the way she squeezed the handle, he almost thought she might.

The haphazard mass of golden curls atop her head made his fingers itch to unclip her hair and watch it fall around her shoulders. He wanted to strip off her pristine suit, expose the delectable body he knew hid beneath it.

To feel that silky hair trail over his chest, tangle his fingers in it, while they made the kind of love they used to when they were married. Before Michelle started talking about children—and everything went wrong between them.

“I said, get out.” Her breasts heaved with her angry breaths.

He blew out a breath. She was as stubborn as he remembered. Since his preferred choice of persuasion was unavailable to him, he had to use another.

Andrew walked toward the door she held open, preparing to slam it shut behind him, no doubt.

Nobody, but nobody dismissed Andrew Boston.

With one smooth move, he bent, scooped her up, tossed her over his shoulder, and walked out the door.

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MEET THE AUTHOR

Monique DeVere grew up on a plantation on the beautiful island of Barbados, where her childhood was all about exploring and letting her imagination run wild. She spent her teen years in the UK where she still lives with her amazing
hero
husband, four beautiful children, and two incredible grandkids.

Monique wrote her first novel at age fifteen but had her heart set on becoming a doctor until she discovered that raising her kids was far more desirable. Since writing had always been her favourite pastime, she naturally turned to writing as her preferred job and has had short stories published and read on radio.

Sure that medicine is her second calling, she still has a desire to heal, and has gained degrees in Homeopathy and Herbalism and currently has her eye on a Holistic Nutrition degree course.

However, her first love will always be writing. She loves to create fun, emotional romances and movie scripts. Her stories come in three categories: sweet, sensual, and sizzling Rom-
Coms
.

Monique loves to hear from her readers. You can contact her by visiting her website:
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