Bad Boy: Passionate Affairs

“You’re fired.”

Jason Walker blinked.

Nope, nothing changed. Not the dingy office with the out-of-date faux wood paneling, or the woman sitting across from him behind the old desk.

She was the only thing in this depressing room worth looking at. Long, thick golden hair. Not blonde, not brown, but a burnished gold, almost like brass. She wore a plaid blue and white flannel work shirt. The sleeves rolled up to her elbows. When Jason started two weeks ago, stealing looks of the lovely Ms. Robin A...