She’s forty-two, newly divorced and rebuilding from the ground up. He’s thirty-three, brooding, brilliant and entirely too fit to be her boss. This was never meant to happen.
Callum Wright
I came to the countryside to slow down, not set my life on fire. Then Stella Marsh showed up for an interview. Quiet voice, mumsy cardigan, clearly nervous and knocked the breath out of me anyway. Nearly ten years older. Sharp as hell. Curvy in ways that wreck my focus. I hired her because she was capable. Somewhere along the way, I started craving her. Now I’m seconds from crossing every professional...
She’s forty-two, newly divorced and rebuilding from the ground up. He’s thirty-three, brooding, brilliant and entirely too fit to be her boss. This was never meant to happen.
Callum Wright
I came to the countryside to slow down, not set my life on fire. Then Stella Marsh showed up for an interview. Quiet voice, mumsy cardigan, clearly nervous and knocked the breath out of me anyway. Nearly ten years older. Sharp as hell. Curvy in ways that wreck my focus. I hired her because she was capable. Somewhere along the way, I started craving her. Now I’m seconds from crossing every professional line, and the worst part is, I don’t even want to stop.
Stella Marsh
I thought this job would be a sensible step forward. I should have known better the moment I laid eyes on my new boss. All tattoos, sharp words and the kind of stare that makes my knees forget how to function. I’m too old for office crushes and far too bruised to play games. But Callum sees me in a way no one ever has. Not as a project. Not as a placeholder. As a woman. And the more I try to keep my distance, the harder it gets to pretend I don’t want to give in.
