by Thalia Frost
She stifled a nervous giggle as she pulled into his driveway and got out of the car. Holding her breath, she knocked on the door as night cloaked her.
Jorge opened the door, his hair mussed. A wave of something like love shot through her, and her knees almost buckled.
“I changed my mind. I want to apply for the job.” She gestured at her feet. “After all, I look great in high heels.”
Jorge growled and pulled her into his arms, and Monica closed her eyes, knowing her future was on the upswing as long as he was in it.
About the Author
Thalia Frost is a multi-published romance/erotic romance author under several names. Her tastes tend toward the dark side of life, and she likes to probe the complexities of human desire. Follow her on Facebook: Thalia Frost, Twitter: ThaliaFrost, or contact her at:
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