My Arrogant Boss by Kylie King

Chapter Eleven

RACHEL


Finn: Meet me at the bar at Skye Hotel. 9 pm.


Oh, shit.A hotel? I knew what that meant. Drinks at a hotel bar always lead to other things. The rooms at most hotels were only a short elevator ride away, and before you knew it, you were fucking until the alcohol was sweating out of your pores.

“Who are you texting over there?” Katie asked, and I immediately shut the screen of my phone off.

“Nobody. Just work stuff.”

Katie sat across from me at our favorite vegan restaurant, holding her hand out and studying her cuticles. “This manicure is great. I almost don’t want to use my fingers to eat.”

I laughed, and Katie started talking about a trip she and Aaron had coming up in Hawaii. As she did, my mind wandered to the hotel thing with Finn. I had to keep things professional, but after last night, I felt the lines had blurred. Finn was so close to kissing me, and I wanted him to kiss me. I wanted him to drop me down on his desk and devour me whole, but when I woke up this morning, I came to my senses.

Finn was my boss, and sleeping with him could have posed so many workplace complications. And right now, I needed the checks. I was planning on moving out of Katie’s condo soon and into my own, and I couldn’t afford to lose what I was getting as his assistant. He paid me well—so well I didn’t even want to bother searching for another job with a publicist just yet. Sure, I had to tolerate him, but we’d made peace today and had agreed to start fresh. The only issue now was sharing drinks at a hotel.

I couldn’t say I didn’t want to join him. I wanted Finn so damn bad, despite how often I felt the urge to slap some sense into him sometimes. And all I kept thinking was maybe all of our fighting and arguing and bickering had amounted to this: a hotel room to ourselves, fucking the shit out of each other until we’d had enough.

Hell, we were both professionals. Finn put work first, and so did I. Who was to say we couldn’t sleep with one another and work together? People did it all the time. My happy-go-lucky bachelor uncle slept with his secretary, and they never crossed any lines. To this day, she still works for him and continues to separate their business from pleasure.

I could do that, too…the only downfall was I’d be handing over even more control to an already dominant and controlling Finn Weston.

“So, how is working with Finn anyway?” Katie asked, taking a sip of her tea.

“It’s…okay.” I studied my freshly painted nails. They were lime green. Katie said we were only getting pedicures, but since she’d offered to pay for both our nails, we got the full set together.

“Just okay?” she asked.

“Yeah. I mean, he’s Finn. He can be an ass when he wants to be, but he’s been pretty decent since hiring me.”

“Wow. Sounds to me like you guys will be making up soon,” she said, smiling wide and winking.

“Well, that’s completely up to him. If he’s nice, I’m nice. Simple.” I forced a smile and wanted to tell her I was meeting him tonight for drinks, but I also didn’t want to jump the gun. For all I knew, I could have had the wrong impression of what’d happened last night and about meeting for drinks, and he was really just trying to be friends. I didn’t want to look like a dumbass to Katie by thinking he wanted more.

Being friends with him was fine…but something in my gut told me I was going to be in for so much more with him by the end of the night.

After lunch with Katie, I still had three hours before meeting Finn. I decided to go shopping for something nice to wear…not for him, of course, but for me.

I stopped at one of my favorite boutiques in town and found a one-shoulder black dress, grabbed a pair of heels, checked out, and then made my way home to shower, blow-dry and style my hair, and get dressed.

I couldn’t help looking in the mirror before I left, thinking to myself that maybe I’d tried a little too hard for tonight. My legs were out –and freshly shaved, might I add—and my hair was curled to perfection thanks to my handy dandy curling iron. I looked hot in my dress. Too hot.

I sighed and went for my purse and keys. It was too late to try and change. I had to rock this outfit and make it seem casual for tonight, so I left the apartment and went to my car, curious how the night ahead with Finn would go.