Beneath Her Bastard Boss

Chapter 4

“You’re not just an asshole, but a shithead too… always thought so,” Blair slurred, her tongue feeling too heavy in her mouth. She knew she shouldn’t be saying this, but she couldn’t stop herself.

Roman chuckled, leaning back. “I think I should get you some coffee.”

“Don‘ want it.” Blair waved a hand dismissively, nearly hitting herself in the face. “I want… a man that ain’t a cheatin‘ rat.” Her eyes drifted over him, and despite her best efforts, she noticed–really noticed–how attractive he was. “Did you… did you ever cheat on your ex–wife?”

She’d met Jessica once. It hadn’t been a pleasant experience.

Roman’s expression didn’t change, but his voice softened. “Not all men cheat, Blair.”

“W–why’d she teave you then?” Her head tilted as if she were trying to piece together a puzzle.

“There are a lot of reasons marriages fall apart,” Roman said, dragging a hand down his face. “Not all of them have to do with cheating on the man’s part.”

It took Blair a moment to process that. Then her eyes widened. “She cheated on you?” she whispered, as if it were some great secret. “Was she an idiot?” Her boss was gorgeous–thick dark hair, intense gray eyes, chiseled cheekbones. And his body… well, from what she could see, it was fine. Not that she’d ever been interested before. She’d always been with Dan. Had been with Dan.

Roman reached over, gently lifting her chin with two fingers when her mouth fell open. “I worked a lot. Some would say I drove her to it.”

Blair blinked at him, then shook her head, making herself dizzy. “Thass not an excuse… nope… no, no, no.” She dropped her head back onto the couch, exhaling loudly. “Should get a divorce before that… cheaters… all of ‘em…”

Roman studied her with an amused expression. “You know, this is the most I’ve ever seen you relax around me.”

normally soooo difficult

lips twitched. “I expect the best. That’s

sound that was half a grunt, half a

for a

at him, her vision slightly unfocused. “I was

trusted the

shaky breath. “Dan

“No, I didn’t,”

back home, all the time, when I moved to th‘ city for this job. He… he got a job at Kingston’s, and I was happy ‘bout it. Now I wish he wasn’t

wedding’s off?” Roman gestured to her bare

her hand, staring at it for a second before letting it flop back onto her lap. “Yep. We didn’t even have a

holding

Why was he askin‘ so many questions? Why was he bein‘ so… nice? “Me. He wanted to get married

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Chapter 4

If you loved him, why did you want

shrugged, though it was a little sloppy. “If what I saw t’day was anythin‘ to go by…” She trailed off, frowning. Maybe… maybe she’d always known somethin‘ was off. There was no passion. No fire. She’d loved Dan, but

wasn’t even

happened?” Roman pressed, his voice gentler

him,” she slurred. “H–havin‘ sex with…

jaw tensed. “I