I needed a job. I never expected to end up
married.
Working as an executive assistant at Silver
Spoons Inc. was a dream come true. It was a place where all of my considerable
business management skills could be of use, although, I wasn't sure I could
put something like waking up naked in bed with my boss on my resume.
With blackmailers and killers around every
corner, finding out I'm married to the sexy billionaire seems like the least
of my worries. Staying alive long enough to find out who set us up is the
bigger problem. And if I enjoy the fringe benefit of being married to the
sexiest man I've ever seen in my life, who's to know?
With more questions than answers, getting a
divorce seems like the worst possible thing we could do, but what happens
after the dust settles and my heart tells me Crosby holds more than my next
promotion? What happens when he starts talking about staying married? |