work. Needs. She's up to
her eyeballs in problems.
One of those problems is her boss, Bill Marshall.
And Bill Marshall is an a**hole.
The offer he makes is textbook inappropriate. An HR nightmare.
But is it wrong for her to accept?
Is it wrong for her to like it?
Bass-Ackwards is a filthy wrong-way romance where two human beings make more
mistakes than you can shake a stick at.
from where he stood
the entire time. “One hour a week. I don’t kiss you, I don’t hurt you. No other
people. No talk.”
she could sneak agreement
past her conscious objections.
moving at last toward the
door to the back. “From now on, you wear skirts or dresses. No pants.”
Her cheeks heated in an instant, as
though this demand was
what made it real.
his hand into a pocket.
Retrieved his wallet. “Go buy some more.” He thumped some folded bills on the
counter, making her feel dirtier by an order of magnitude.
and Christina was numb
to further reaction.
contemplating what she’d done.
and fled in the Bronco
toward a grocery run and now, somewhere that had skirts.
her the raise?
romance full of
criminals and outcasts. Her stories are the stomping grounds for bada**
heroines, untameable alphas, a spectrum of sexuality, and a serious disregard
for convention. Expect the decadent and filthy, the crude and sublime,
sometimes all at once. Pick a safeword and grab a towel before reading.
She is a complete nerd and possible crazy cat lady. She will annoy you with