Unprofessional
by
Allyson Young
A
Romance on the Go
Releasing:
September 25, 2016 from Evernight Publishing
Blurb:
Hannah Evans is personal assistant to the
very professional Benjamin Willis, and he keeps her firmly in that role. Her
boss is a great man, and if he rewards himself with a large number of blondes,
well, even great men can be misguided. Hannah couldn’t ask for anything more in
her job—except she’s fallen for her boss. And now Mr. Willis seems to be
seeking more than mere pleasure. What if he finds a woman with a beauty and brains? Unable to bear the idea,
Hannah submits her resignation. Faced with losing her, Benjamin’s entire being
reacts in shock, dismay and outrage, causing him to examine how he actually
views Hannah. She has had months to come to terms with her strong emotions
while he has had mere hours. But Benjamin is a quick study and discovers his true
feelings for the woman who has been right under his nose.
Excerpt:
“Hannah.”
Her name fell harshly from his lips and she blinked several times, appearing to
get herself under control. “Tell me why you’re leaving.” Leaving me.
“I
appreciate the opportunity,” she nearly whispered. “Seeing as I had no
experience.”
“You
said that in your letter of resignation,” he agreed. “And I was happy to give
it to you. You proved yourself quickly.” He shifted a tad closer and studied
the rising color in her cheeks.
“I
… I can’t stay on. Big world of opportunity out there and all.”
“You’re not telling me the truth. How bad can
it be?”
Giving
into an instinctive urge, he grasped her other hand and hauled her close. He
locked his gaze with hers when she looked up, startled. “Tell me,” he insisted.
“I
can’t.” She nearly whimpered and a good man would have backed off and let her
go. He couldn’t find it within himself to do it.
Recognizing
he couldn’t force her to confide, he resorted to sneakier tactics. He turned on
the charm and cajoled. “Hannah, you’re invaluable to me and I can’t get my head
around finding someone to replace you. Is it something
I’ve done? Is the salary an issue?”
A
shake of her head sent more strands of hair drifting down to her shoulders,
these longer than the others, and they rested against the upper swells of her
breasts. His stare traced their path
before he glanced up to see her eyes wide with surprise. God, she was lovely.
Smart, skilled and talented, all woman. Different from—
“Benjamin?”
His name wasn’t on Hannah’s lips but
spoken at his office door. He recognized that voice. “Benjamin?”
He
could only imagine how it looked, his disheveled
PA sprawled in a chair, him kneeling at her feet, holding her hands captive and
their faces mere inches apart. With an effort,
he turned his head and acknowledged his latest fling. Past fling. “Give me a
minute, Tiffany.”
Hannah
quivered and tried to pull away, but he
hung on tightly, willing the tall blonde out of his office.
“I
see you’ve already replaced me,” she replied, scorn and anger coloring her
voice. At any other time, he might have
found her alluring, all flushed with outrage and passion. As usual, Tiffany was
dressed to the nines in a body-revealing outfit that displayed her long,
slender figure and enhanced breasts to full advantage. But she left him cold,
something new, because he rarely tired of his blondes physically, choosing to
keep his hookups brief to avoid emotional attachment.
Tiffany
sneered at Hannah. “She’s hardly your taste. Pudgy and plain, wouldn’t you
say?”
If
he hadn’t known to keep hold of Hannah, wrapping his hands around Tiffany’s
elegant neck might have been an excellent alternative. “Get out.”
“Gladly.
You’re welcome to him, secretary-type. It won’t last, especially as he’s
slumming.”
He
spared her only enough of a look to ensure she had indeed gone before turning
back to Hannah. Who was staring at him with a multitude of emotions washing
over her expressive features.
“She’s
different than the others.” Well, that was the last thing he expected.
“Excuse
me?” He knew he sounded astonished.
“She
has a career. So she must use her brain. And she meets all your other
criteria.”
Hannah
would know, he acknowledged inwardly. Except it appeared she was wrong— his
preferences were changing. Had changed. His lower body, and not his now aching
knees, was in total agreement. Hannah had been under his nose all this time
with her quiet, efficient ways and non-intrusive manner, yet he would bet she
knew more about him than he knew about himself. But she was leaving, so
obviously didn’t feel the same. No
point in opening that door, especially as he lacked the tools. He ground his
back teeth against a disappointed growl
and clambered to his feet after carefully setting Hannah’s hands on her lap.
“I’m
sorry she said those things.”
“Which
ones?” She sounded intent, earnest, and peered up at him.
“She
insulted you.”
Hannah
shrugged and those round breasts lifted higher on her torso. “No comparison. We
aren’t even the same species, I don’t think.”
Benjamin
laughed. That was the effect Hannah had on him despite all that had just taken
place. He felt … happy around her. And there was that shift again. She’d been
an enormous part of his life for over a year. He’d spent more time—awake at
least—with her than any other person. His laughter faded when he imagined the
future without her.
Author
Bio:
Allyson Young lives in cottage country in
Manitoba, Canada with her husband of many years, and numerous pets. She worked
in the human services all across Canada
Allyson will write until whatever she has
inside her is satisfied- when all the heroes man up and all the heroines get
what they deserve. Love isn’t always sweet, and Allyson favours the darker side
of romance.
allysonyoung45@gmail.com
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