When Molly meets her intimidating new boss, Beatrice, she’s judged by her last name and fancy connections—not her talent. But Molly’s no pushover. She loves her job with the Washington Wolves and won’t let anyone doubt her. A powerful project with Amazon lands in her lap, and now, she must prove she’s more than just a pretty face.
My lips spread in a slow smile. “No?” As usual, my big man was quick to make his decision. “Nope.” And he scooped me up, both hands under my ass. My legs wound around his waist as he straightened, turning us toward our bedroom. I loved the bed in that cabin. It was my second…
Her eyebrows lifted so slowly, so high on her forehead that I worried for a moment that they’d get stuck. “No, no, he did not.” “Erm, yeah. That was, well, that was why I said maybe we shouldn’t resort to pyrotechnics against Beatrice. I kinda earned my spot in the ranks of the unemployed.” Paige…
Offensive Campaign: M Ward The title needed work, but what was found inside the pages was nothing short of genius. I’d never fancied myself a filmmaker, but over the past two days, the three of us had honed, hacked, edited, tweaked, and cut my relationship with Molly down to a short film that was fucking…
“That’s on you, buddy. I’m just here to run the camera.” “Yeah,” I said dryly, “make sure you zoom in properly if she breaks my heart.” “She won’t,” Rick said. “What’s the story of Pegasus?” I grimaced. “It, uhh, sprang from Medusa’s severed head. That’s how he was born.” Rick swallowed like his mouth was…
The laugh was out before I could stop it. “Shhh, I’m still watching,” she chided gently. I closed my eyes and breathed her in. How had I ever thought I could live a full life, a satisfying life, if I didn’t have this in it? What a fool I’d been. She sniffed when she watched…
“Okay,” I hedged. “It won’t be pleasant. That’s why I’d rather rip off the Band-Aid now.” He swept a hand forward. “Lead the way.” * * * I knocked on Logan’s door. Marty shifted behind me, probably making sure he had the optimal angle to catch whatever happened next. “Come in,” Logan said. My exhale…
I’d probably cry at the knowledge that I wouldn’t see Noah anymore. Then I snorted. Please, I hadn’t seen him in eight weeks unless it was on a TV screen. That was when I heard him. “Molly?” The sound of Noah’s voice sent chills racing down the length of my spine, one after another, tumbling…
Every pinch of her lips and every shift of her eyes. When they filled with bright tears, I wanted to do anything, anything humanly possible to make it stop. Just the threat of tears on her part, and I felt them like a blowtorch to my gut. But if withstanding the heat, if pressing into…
“Did you film us without our consent?” I asked in a low, dangerous tone. “Did you get footage of her without her knowledge?” Rick started to speak, and I stood, whipping around to Marty. “Turn that camera off.” He didn’t move quite as quickly as I wanted. “Turn it off or I will break it…
Her formality, reminiscent of when she first started, had me sitting up straight. “What is it?” “How long have you been in a sexual relationship with Noah Griffin?” My skin prickled hot, then ice, ice cold, sweeping between both extremes in a rush from the top of my head to my toes. “I’m not in…