BOOK 2 OF THIS SERIES STARTS HERE:
“YOU look like hell,” James Brown said bluntly from the doorway of Sophia’s office.
She shot him a look that would have withered a lesser man. But James was frustratingly unaffected by her icy demeanor around him. He acted as if he didn’t have a clue that he bugged the s**t out of her. But no, she imagined he knew exactly how much he bothered her, and he just chose to ignore it. Stubborn, impossible, completely overbearing man. Precisely the kind of man she avoided at all costs.
Only he was her boss. That put another sour expression on her face. Clement had been her boss, he and Derrick. And then when her brother had died three years ago, Derrick had become her only boss and she had liked it that way.
James should hire his own damn personal assistant,
