All Chapters of Bad Boss: An Office Romance: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Warmth spread through me when she said those two words, and a giddy grin spread across my lips.She laughed and gently squeezed my bicep. “Sounds like you need to talk to him and tell him how you feel. Get over your pride and not worry about what others think. As for worrying about him being bored of you, that’s always a fear. If you trust him and invest in the relationship, he won’t get bored.”My smile faded. “I think he might be over me, or I might have just jumped a thousand steps ahead of what he’s ready for.”She knitted her brows. “I don’t understand.”Letting out a long breath, I confided in the stranger. “I just found out I’m pregnant.”Her eyes widened and she took a step back. “Really? His baby?” “Yes,” I sighed. “It’s his.”She took a sharp breath, then shook her head. “I’m sorry, of course, it’

I scrunched my brows, searching the tree. It was covered in different types of USB drives. Some with vibrant colors, some as food items or cartoon characters. I grinned and shook my head.“Did you know, how a man treats his mother is how he’s expected to treat his future wife?” A small voice spoke.My eyes darted around the tree, and my heart pounded when Kelsey tiptoed from the back of it. She was standing in a long puffy coat, a hat covering her straightened blonde hair. Her cheeks were red from the cold, but her smile, although weary and apprehensive, was filled with warmth.My lip twitched upward, unable to stop itself from stretching into a full-blown smile. “Hi. What are you doing here?”She shrugged, taking a step so she was directly in front of me. Her citrus scent filled my nostrils from the proximity, and I took a long blink, inhaling the smell as if I would become intoxicated. “I didn’t want to go to

My mother waved for us to join her in the dining room, and as always, Theresa Craft didn’t disappoint with her holiday ambiance. Her and Portia had spent the afternoon cooking and preparing the table with fresh holly and pine, candles and miniature poinsettia plants. The China was a dashing gold, the full course silverware laid out and ready to be used. Christmas Eve and Easter were the only holidays my mother brought out her fine China, and by Kelsey’s bright eyes, she was just as enthralled as both Portia and my mother when it came to presentation. “This turned out beautiful!” Kelsey said in awe, standing near the doorframe. “You did all of this while I was on the rooftop?”Portia followed us into the dining room holding a plate of hors d’oeuvres. “Decorating, yes. We’ve been slaving in the kitchen since yesterday,” she laughed, holding the plate out for us to grab a piece of smoked salmon pierced with a g

A dim light slowly formed when he stepped into his bedroom, and although his movements had been hurried from the moment he picked me up in the elevator, his chest rose at an even pace as he set me back on my feet.He gazed at me, his hands gently pushing my coat off my shoulders. The intensity of his stare left me speechless, leaving me standing with my mouth gaping open like an idiot.He didn’t speak, only carefully pulled on my clothing, starting with my long sleeve shirt, removing it over my head and tossing it to the floor. The cool blue eyes found my breasts, his head cocking as he studied my cleavage in the laced bra. I’d bought it especially for tonight, hopefully for this very moment.“You like your lingerie, don’t you?” he breathed, tracing the dip between my chest with his finger.I nodded. “Don’t you?”He glanced at me, then brought his eyes back to my chest, his finger tracing around my rib and to t

Breath through your nose, I chanted in my head. Don’t get sick, not here, not in front of Mack. But giving myself a pep talk was no use.Picking up Mack’s heavy arm by his wrist, I moved his arm and swung my legs out from under the covers, pausing for a moment when I sat up to catch my balance. I squeezed my eyes closed, but when I opened them, the room was spinning, and my stomach flipped, the uncomfortable bubble in my stomach shoving its way up my throat.I covered my mouth and found my feet, rounding the end of his bed and paced toward his bathroom, barely making it to the toilet before heaving out the mucus content that coated stomach. My body clenched and jolted, the dreadful noise of puking unable to control. Please, please, please keep sleeping… I begged in my head.Another heave came, my throat burning from the lack of contents coming out. This was the worst.“Kelsey?” To my horror, the raspy voice called out fro