Nanisi Barrett D'Arnuk

My new boss is the most perfect woman I’d ever seen. Wisdom dictates one doesn’t get involved with a colleague, but surely taking along a six-pack of her favorite beer when I deliver a report to her home after work won’t be misconstrued?<br><br>She invites me to stay for dinner. One thing leads to another, and we start doing things together outside the office. But as the weather cools and the holidays approach, she decides she wants to take our relationship to the next level. Do I?

Business for the Holidays

“That have been attached to men!” Rocco shouted. “And how many American magazines?” He felt excited, as if he was on to something.


“You speak to me in such a tone again, I will add yours—to the little zipper part where tiny things go so they do not get lost.”


“Just so you know, threatening a police officer is against the law in America.”


“That does not extend to murder, missy, or threats of assault. I think you’ve got some sort of need for constant attention—some mental disorder—and maybe you’re sending the notes to yourself.”


Chapter 17