Yours Finally

<p><strong style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>My brother's best friend asked me to forget the kiss we shared since I'm his boss. Two years later and I'm still working on it...</strong></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Talk about an HR scandal or the potential to hurt my family who treat Jake like a son. </span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>We can't pursue it. Even when he gazes at me like I'm the muse to his songwriting or when I melt imagining this sexy giant of a man handling my curves. </span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Except we're spending too many hours alone planning his upcoming promotion and a big family event. Soon we can't keep our hands off each other and when he sings the songs he wrote about me? I'm done for.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But secret kisses and weekend getaways won't take us far. If things go wrong it could tear the family apart and ruin our reputations in the conglomerate we help run.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Being in his arms is everything I dreamed of. </span><strong style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>With my heart at stake it's finally time to bet on us and face the world</strong><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>... or the wreckage is all we'll leave behind.</span></p>