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.
Allie was just past forty, and as she stood, arms crossed, worried expression stamped on her stunning face, she looked barely over thirty-five. “She wasn’t in her office when I walked down, but I will have words with her as soon as I see her.” “It’s okay, Allie,” I said. “You don’t have to do…
“I should have told you separately, Noah. I’m sorry I sprang it on you like that.” I raked a hand through my hair, pulling the band out and wrapping it around my wrist. “But this is the best option. The smartest choice.” I closed my eyes and fought the burn of tears building at the…
I held out my hand. “It’s an honor to have your jersey, Eric.” “The honor is all mine. I can’t wait to tell my wife about this.” The returning pump of my hand was so vigorous, so enthusiastic, that I found myself smiling for the first time in weeks. “Did she come to the game…
“What?” I asked him. “Just … curious about something,” he said carefully, watching Noah and his grandma laugh. We were sitting far enough away that we were out of earshot, and I liked it better that way. Give them privacy where they could take it. “Why do you think he’s stayed away for so long?”…
“But I’ll think about this,” he admitted in a rough voice. “I’ll think about you, Molly, and I want you to know that.” I had to roll my lips together to keep from telling him that I was falling in love with him. Because he had no space for something like this in his life,…
“Which is why I hate that my mind immediately tries to connect your request with the timing of Rick ignoring me.” My brain jerked to a halt as I processed her words. “Wh-what do you mean?” “I’m going to ask you this once, Molly. Did something inappropriate happen that Rick doesn’t want me to know…
My jaw clenched tight, and I found myself nodding. Briefly, I allowed my fingers to tighten around hers, an anchor I hadn’t asked for nor had I expected, but still had a hard time letting go of. As I extricated my fingers from hers, the brush of skin on skin had me breathing unevenly. Ridiculous.…
When had she frayed it down to nothing? I was around for all of it, every interaction, and I’d hardly noticed her severing each individual strand. Her soft footsteps padded toward the kitchen when she inhaled sharply. “Noah,” she whispered. “I didn’t see you at first.” I dropped my chin to my chest and breathed…
This was my best idea ever. I didn’t even realize I’d said it out loud until a wide, bright smile broke out over his face. That brief pause from the harsh, dangerous version of Noah, the one who looked ready to eat me whole, had a whole different effect on me. One that was just…
“Baller.” Claire grinned. “Ha. Yeah, I am.” Isabel started picking up around the bags, and her cheeks were bright pink. “What’s her deal?” I whispered. Lia shrugged again. “Who knows. I’d ask but …” Her voice trailed off, and we all knew why. We could ask, but unless Isabel wanted to share, she wouldn’t tell…