‘When I said that I wanted a list of what needed to be done I expected a page or two—not a doctoral thesis.’
Willa shrugged. ‘What can I say? I’m an over-achiever and it was fun … putting my brain and my training to work.’
Rob tapped the folder and held her eyes. ‘Good job, Willa. I’m seriously impressed.’
Willa sucked in her breath, hope shining from her eyes. ‘Impressed enough to give me the job?’
Rob, hoping that he wasn’t making a huge mistake, slowly nodded. ‘Yeah. I’m handing the paperwork over to you.’
Willa shot up so fast that she skidded backwards over the polished wooden floor and did a crazy dance on the spot. ‘Yes! Yes, yes, yes, yes!’
Rob tensed as a bundle of warm, fragrant flesh fell into his lap. She was going to complicate this … he could just tell.
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HER BOSS BY DAY … by Joss Wood Available January 2015
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THE TYCOON’S STOWAWAY by Stefanie London Available March 2015
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JOSS WOOD wrote her first book at the age of eight and has never really stopped. Her passion for putting letters on a blank screen is matched only by her love of books and travelling—especially to the wild places of Southern Africa—and possibly by her hatred of ironing and making school lunches.
Fuelled by coffee, when she’s not writing or being a hands-on mum Joss, with her background in business and marketing, works for a non-profit organisation to promote the local economic development and collective business interests of the area where she resides. Happily and chaotically surrounded by books, family and friends, she lives in Kwa-Zulu Natal, South Africa, with her husband, children and their many pets.
Her Boss by Day…
Joss Wood
For my sister, Jen Seymour-Blight, who lives far too far away in Australia. Miss you.
Table of Contents
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN
EPILOGUE
‘YOU WILL NOT get me into bed tonight. Tomorrow night isn’t looking good for you, either.’
In the huge bathroom mirror of the upmarket Saints restaurant in Surry Hills, Willa Moore-Fisher practised the phrase and shook her head in disgust. She was being too nice and her sleazy blind date didn’t deserve that much consideration. Obtuse to a fault, he might think that there was a chance of sleeping with her in the future. Which there wasn’t—ever. She’d rather gouge her eye out with a blunt twig.
‘I’d explain why I think you’re an arrogant jerk, but then your brain would explode from you trying to understand.’ Willa tested the words out loud.
And wasn’t that an image to make her smile? Ka-boom! She could just imagine that smirking, arrogant expression blown apart by the suitable application of high-impact explosives. There were, she decided, very few personal problems that couldn’t be solved by a little C4.
Willa imagined that the explosive would work really well on soon-to-be-ex-husbands too …
Maybe you should just go back in there and give him another chance, suggested nice Willa, doormat Willa. It might be that this disastrous date is your fault; if you were a little better at drawing him out, at asking the right questions, at being more interesting …
Wild Willa dropped doormat Willa with a snappy kick to her temple. That’s what you did for eight years, moron; you tried to bring the best out in Wayne, tried to change yourself so that he would change. And how did that work out for you?
‘Catch a freakin’ clue, dumbass.’ Willa pointed a finger at her reflection. ‘Find your balls, metaphorically speaking, tell him he’s wasting your time and get the hell out of here.’
Yeah, like you’d ever actually say that aloud, taunted wild Willa. You’re the world’s biggest wuss and you’d rather put up with someone’s crap than take the chance of making anyone mad at you.
Maybe some day she’d learn to stand up for herself.
Wild Willa just snorted her disbelief.
God, these voices in her head exhausted her.
‘So, is this talking to yourself something new or did you always do it and I didn’t notice?’
In the mirror Willa saw the slick blonde and admired her exquisitely cut and coloured short, smooth bob. Then she clocked the mischievous tawny-brown eyes and spun around in shock.
‘Amy? My God, Amy!’
‘Hey Willa.’
Amy walked towards her on spiked heels. Her shift dress showed off her curves and her make-up and salon-perfect hair were flawless.