In Bed With The Boss

God forbid you should believe I mean what I actually say.’

The smile grew bitter-sweet. ‘I can always rely on you to tell me what I mean, can’t I, Kalera? God forbid you should believe I mean what I actually say.’

‘He doesn’t hate my guts because I had an affair with his wife. He hates my guts because he thinks I did.’

It took a moment for her to realise what the quiet words implied.

Sometimes I wake up in the morning with it so vividly on my tongue that I roll over, expecting you to be still lying there beside me, all drowsy and damp with my loving…’

Don’t worry, Kalera, I do know the difference between a Barbie doll and a real woman.’

‘I’m so glad!’

He grinned at her sarcasm. ‘Barbie dolls are for playing—real women are for serious loving…’

‘Sure—but no one wants to fall for a complete gargoyle, right?’ said Anna, who fell in and out of love with monotonous regularity and consequently considered herself something of an expert on romance. ‘I mean, let’s face it, a guy with a gorgeous bod has a natural advantage over a homely little creep with personality. Who would you rather be seen out with? And when your eyes go zing with a stranger across a crowded room it’s because you’re thinking, Wow, that guy looks hot! Not, Gee, what an attractive personality

You can have lust without love but I don’t think a healthy love can exist without a spark of elemental lust and you two don’t exactly light up the room with each other,’ he murmured.