The Merger

<p><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Crushes are harmless-unless they involve your best friend's grumpy off-limits brother.</strong></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Gannon Brewer is the epitome of </span><em style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>my type</em><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>. He's at least ten years older than me emotionally unavailable and highly disagreeable-a walking red flag in a tailored suit. But do I listen to that? </span><em style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>No</em><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>. In fact when his office plants start dying I convince myself that I can ignore the pheromones and save the philodendron.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Now I'm in his office every week dodging sinful smirks and heated stares reminding myself to reach for the watering can-not him. But one ivy incident changes everything. Suddenly we're sneaking around indulging in a steamy forbidden fling that's supposed to be nothing more than (a lot of) fun.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>After all he swears he'll never fall in love. I assure him that I only want one thing and it's not his heart. But the closer we get the more lines we blur and the harder it becomes to keep our promises ...</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Especially when the secret I'm keeping threatens to shatter everything.</span></p><p></p><p></p>