By a Thread: A Grumpy Boss Romantic Comedy

Are you ready for me, baby?”

“You’re scaring the hell out of me, Dom,”

“I’m saying I found you. And I’m not fighting it anymore. You’re mine.”

“I wasn’t looking for you. But I still found you.”

“What are you saying?”

“Tell me, baby,” he demanded.

Dominic Russo was trying to take care of me.

“Wait a minute. Tell me the buyer isn’t Dominic Russo.”

“Who? No. It’s not even a person. It’s a trust. The buyer’s agent said the buyer fell in love with the house.”

“They did?” I whispered.

“Actually the email said fell in love in the house, but that was a typo. So you’re going to need to start packing.”

“Don’t come,” he ordered.

But it was her smile that hit me the hardest.

She was bone-deep happy. And it was just for me. It was all for me.