Jennifer Miller didn't think the day could get any worse. Caught red handed by none other than her boss in the company supply cupboard while fooling around with a fellow worker, she’s been summoned to his office for what she knows is her marching orders.
However, things take a strange turn when her boss asks her to go to his office every day at 11 a.m. sharp. What looks like pure punishment of working on the company’s financial statements turns into something she can only describe as pure pleasure.
This book is special to me because it's the first one that got me to a bestseller's list. In fact, it's my second best selling book and I'd like to see it translated into other languages,
I reported to Simon’s office just before 11 a.m. on Monday. His door was open but I knocked on it anyway.
“Jennifer right on time. Come in and shut the door.”
I stepped inside just as he was removing his jacket. He threw it on the couch by his desk and looked at me. “Come and sit on the desk right in front of me.”
I thought his request strange but didn’t argue.
I’d worn my floral dress that buttoned from top to bottom, and I always left the bottom three undone. Its sides parted company as I sat on the desk. I crossed my legs as Simon put his hand on my knee and squeezed it.
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Already translated.
Translated by Teresa Sassani
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Author review: Teresa delivers perfect translations. |
