Raise your hand if you've ever done this. Written a racy message and sent it to-oops-the wrong person.
Yeah, me too. Except, I sent my latest Tales of a Naughty Virgin column detailing my fantasies about my hot, charming, thoroughly bangable next-door-neighbor to...MY ENTIRE COMPANY.
Did I mention I'm a children's book editor?
Well, I was.
*Facepalm*
At least the column goes viral, but I'm still the gal who gets fired for her not-safe-for-work thoughts about the so-called "Mister Sexy Pants."
Now I need a job stat, so I jump on the first opportunity. And I come face to face with my new boss.
Mister Sexy Pants himself.
Item number one on my to-do list? Make sure my boss never finds out his alter ego...since all of New York knows I want Mister Sexy Pants to punch my virgin club card.
Contents Include: A sexy and clever romp of an MF, dual-POV, mistaken identity romantic comedy, complete with dating...
