All Chapters of Bad Boss: An Office Romance: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

“I need to go to the bathroom,” Kelsey sighed, trailing her hands along my shoulders, goading me to let her go. I dropped my hands to her waist, guiding her off my now half stiff shaft. Laying back on the bed, resting my arms underneath my head, my body suddenly exhausted. I’d almost fallen asleep by the time she’d come back to bed. She didn’t say anything, but laid on her side, resting her head on her forearm.I opened one eye, waiting for her to snuggle up against me, and was slightly disappointed she’d put a t-shirt on. Was she not a cuddler? I suppose I’d never had the desire to cuddle, either, but something about Kelsey’s body being pressed against me had opened my mind to the idea.“Everything okay?” I asked, my voice gruff.She didn’t talk at first, and it caused me to sit up. “Did I do something wrong?”She shook her head. “No, it was fantastic, I’m not su

I wedged open the glass door, peering inside. “I can’t, but I’d like to personally invite you to the shower in my condo. I have more faucets than this one.”She peered over her shoulder, and a mega-watt smile formed on her face. “Dude, let’s go,” Cody’s muffled voice called out from the doorframe of her room.“It was a lovely, impromptu evening, Ms. Neely,” I said properly, risking my arm getting wet so I could give her a pat on the butt. She turned completely, her arms covering her chest while she leaned to give me a kiss. “I look forward to more impromptu evenings, Mr. Craft.”“You can count on it.” Cody was unusually quiet during the ride to the airport. I didn’t mind, I was replaying the weekends activities. My feelings for Kelsey had been like whiplash the whole time. One minute I was pissed at her, frustrated that she’d

“Everything okay?” Timothy from accounting was standing in the lobby next to one of the recently hired interns, Cam. Ashley stormed to him, setting her purse on the high-top counter where the building receptionist normally sat. “I’ll give you one guess as to what’s wrong.”Timothy looked passed Cam and met my eyes. The side of my mouth quirked upward. “Craft rub you the wrong way?”“Sure wasn’t the right way,” she huffed, and I couldn’t keep from laughing. Craft was very good at doing both expressions, at least to me.Ashley rolled her eyes, but smiled. “I don’t want to talk about him anymore. Are people still going to Shamrock’s?”Timothy and Cam nodded. “Mindy is there now, saving us seats. We can all walk together.”*** “Cheers to another week, ladies and gentleman!” Jamie shouted over the loud music of the bar. We all held up our drinks in celebration. “And welcome, Cam, to the highly successful yet slightly dysfunctional Craft and Sneed family!”We all laughed, including Cam. H

I turned my attention to Gary, who was tapping a dry erase marker on a whiteboard, ready to begin. “Great job this month, Kelsey,” Gary smiled, waving for Kelsey to come toward us at the conclusion of the meeting. She was professional as ever, never missing a beat or stumbling over her words while she presented her information. I was unsure about handing over the organic soda campaign. After all, she was still getting her feet wet in the company, but she’d proven herself with the other clients she’d worked with since being a coordinator, and I became confident she’d rise to the occasion after discussing her ideas and marketing plan.She moved elegantly toward him. “Thanks, Mr. Sneed. I’ve really enjoyed the challenge.”“Kelsey, please call me Gary,” he said sincerely. “I’m glad you’re happy here. I hope to keep you around for as long as I can.”Mindy came beside Gary. “Don’t worry, Kelsey is obsessed with this place.” Mindy brought her attention to me. I was trying my best to avoid b

MackThe rest of my Monday went to shit. I’d phone tagged with clients all morning, half of them were already out of town for the holiday. Since when do people take a week off for the 4th of July? I was surprised our office was closing on both Thursday and Friday in celebration. Gary was too generous to our employees. My lunch was an hour late because Ms. Biggle ‘forgot’ to put the order in, and was in no rush to deliver my afternoon coffee. She’d been in LaLa Land all day and would send me a glare whenever I’d ask her to complete a task. When five-o’clock came, she punched out right on the dot, not bothering to ask if I needed anything before she left. If she wanted me to fire her, her wish would come true soon if she didn’t change her attitude.Seven-thirty came around and I couldn’t look at my screen any longer. My mind was anxious, and I couldn’t help but wonder if it was because of Gary and my conversation. I hadn’t meant to push him and Portia away, but my mother had trouble wh