My Brother’s Bossy Best Friend

Giving my v-card to my brother’s best friend was not in my plans. Especially once he became my boss.

It all started when the elevator opened.

Beard.

Suit.

He looked like something out of a men’s fashion magazine.

I didn’t know it was Zeek at the time but the connection was instant.

He was hotter than any fantasy I’d ever dreamed of.

But the timing couldn’t be worse.

Relationships are off limits because I’m moving to Paris next year.

I admit I want him like I’ve never wanted another man before.

His pale blue eyes are primal as he tells me everything he wants to do to me.

He stirs up the heat between my legs.

I look at him, daring him to take me any way he wants me.

My brother would kill us both if he knew we were sneaking around.

But Zeek will stop at nothing to prove his love to me.