He was so close. Holding my waist while I look into those chocolate eyes. 2 weeks ago I would've never thought about him this way. I mean, he's my boss. This was all supposed to be fake but fuck. The way his hands are gliding over my body in this tight dress. "We..can't." I said, my breath shaking. He tilted my chin up to meet his gaze. "I say we can." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When Rhys Huxley gets invited to play fake girlfriend for her boss, Lev Elster, to help her and her mother; how can she refuse? But what happens when "fake girlfriend" turns into something more on the work trip?