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Bossman by vi keeland
Bossman by vi keeland










When it was over and we parted ways, I thought about him more than I would ever admit, even though I knew I'd never see him again. My date suddenly went from boring to bizarrely exciting. When the gorgeous stranger and his equally hot date suddenly appeared at our table, I thought he was going to rat me out.īut instead, he pretended we knew each other and joined us―telling elaborate, embarrassing stories about our fake childhood. Of course, he caught me on more than one occasion, and winked. I couldn't help but sneak hidden glances at the condescending jerk on the other side of the room. When he walked by my table, he smirked, and I watched his arrogant, sexy ass walk back to his date. So I told him to mind his own damn business―his own tall, gorgeous, full-of-himself damn business―and went back to my miserable date. He overheard and told me I was a bitch, then proceeded to offer me some dating advice. I was hiding in the bathroom hallway of a restaurant, leaving a message for my best friend to save me from my awful date. The first time I met Chase Parker, I didn't exactly make a good impression.












Bossman by vi keeland