So Right with You
In the work place, we all know there are boundaries. One of those boundaries is Never Date Your Boss, especially if he is a playboy and you just had your heart broken. When Chloe Lambert finds herself down on her luck, none other than her hunky CEO boss, Garrett Nolan, steps in to rescue her, offering her temporary shelter at his ranch. Now, her boss is looking more appealing, and her friends can’t agree on whether she should sleep with him or not. Don’t even mention the fact she just learned he has a soft spot for kids and is using the ranch to help sick kids. What’s a girl to do when it feels so right?
So Right with You Excerpt 1:
Garrett lay across Chloe like a tapestry, his arm across her back and his leg pressed firmly against her rear. It would have been a dream waking up next to Garrett if it weren’t for the realization that his parents and sister had arrived for their planned weekend. She could hear them moving around downstairs, talking. It was only a matter of time before they decided to climb the stairs and locate him.
“Shoot, shoot, shoot,” she muttered under her breath.
If they didn’t get a move on, there was a good chance his family would find the two of them in bed together.
Chloe gave Garrett one last lingering look.
“Garrett. Garrett,” Chloe whispered. When he didn’t respond, she gave him a hard shove to the shoulder.
“Ouch. What was that for?” His eyes cracked open as he rubbed the spot.
“Your parents are here.”
“What?” Garrett asked, scratching his head.
“I said your parents are here. They’re downstairs,” she muttered a little louder.
“My parents are here?” Garrett sat up, slowly taking in the situation.
“Yeah, and if you don’t want them to find us in bed, you’d better move.”
She gave him a look of frustration and another push that was harder than the last, practically sending him skidding off the mattress. She shot out of bed, grabbing jeans, T-shirt, and underwear from the dresser before running into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.
“Jeez, Red. You were much nicer last night. So much for the afterglow,” he grumbled.
He heard the sound of voices coming up the stairs.
He had hoped for a repeat of what they had shared last night, some early morning delight. Instead, he had to make a quick escape to avoid being caught by his parents like a teenager with first lust. He gathered his clothes from the floor and crept out of the bedroom.
His parents and sister were rounding the curve in the staircase. His father was carrying the luggage, and his mother was behind him chatting incessantly. His teenaged sister was occupied with accessing her text messaging. Luckily, none of them had spotted him yet. He slid past the stairwell, raced to his room, skidded to a stop inside, and slammed the door behind him just as they reached the landing.
That was close. Too close.
Then he remembered.
They always stayed in the room Chloe was in.
Harper Plays Chloe at Bowling Alley PG-13
Excerpt 4: So Right with You
The girls were well into their third game of bowling. They had consumed a large pizza before starting.
Harper set her beer down, looked directly at Chloe, and said, “I wonder what it would be like to sleep with Garrett. I bet the man has moves that leave his partners humming.”
Chloe stumbled and dropped the ball, which crashed to the floor and made a beeline for the gutter, missing all ten pins. She twirled and glared at Harper.
“Sorry, I was thinking out loud.” She smirked, obviously anything but sorry.
Ree shook her head. “Harper, behave.”
“Who, me? What did I do?” She leaned back in the chair and laughed.
Ree took her turn next. She scored a spare. Harper followed, managing to hit eight out of ten pins.
It was Chloe’s turn again. She picked up the ball, shot Harper a look, and walked purposefully toward the lane. She started to swing her arm.
“So, have you kissed him yet?”
This time, Chloe released the ball, but was leaning too far to the left and nearly fell. The ball rolled across the gutter into the next lane and hit all ten pins dead center, scoring a strike.
The Pink Ladies League, a group of silver-haired senior citizens, stared at her angrily. Chloe had just screwed up their game.
She scrunched up her face and closed her eyes for a moment. Opening her eyes, she gave the women an apologetic smile. “Sorry.”
“My bad.” Harper laughed. She watched Chloe carefully for any signs of guilt. This time, Chloe didn’t look Harper’s way.
Ree’s and Harper’s eyes narrowed. They both chimed, “Oh, I don’t believe it. You have.”
Chloe’s face became a vivid shade of pink. “It’s not what you think.”
“Sure, it’s not,” Harper said.
“Honey, have you lost your mind? There is no way you should stay with that man. I’m worried you’re headed for another fall,” Ree said.
“No, really. It was nothing. It was all perfectly innocent.” Sort of.
“Mmm hmm.” Ree shook her head. “Nothing’s innocent about that man.”
Chloe knew there was no way she could explain it. They’d never believe her. She slumped down on the seat and took a swig of her beer.
Maggie went on to earn a teaching credential in special education and a career in teaching. Although they never completed that first book, the desire to tell stories remained with her. Eventually, she took out a writing pen or in her case a notebook computer her hero (husband) bought her to pursue her dreams and wrote the end.
Today, Maggie lives in the Southern California with her husband, two children, and two cats that sometimes share the keyboard with her. She enjoys writing stories with plenty of heart, humor and a bit of steaminess.