My Possessive Boss

I needed a fake boyfriend for one weekend, not a possessive CEO boss with military discipline, dangerous hands, and absolutely no respect for the word fake.

Natalie
There are bad days.
Then there’s your ex walking into your office with a wedding invitation and your sister at his side, both of them clearly expecting you to show up alone.
Before I can find an answer that doesn’t sound as pathetic as I feel, Jordan Richmond steps out of his office and makes the decision for me.
One hand on my waist.
One dark look at my ex.
One very public announcement that I’m already taken.
By him.
Jordan is thirty-eight, ex-military, tattooed, and terrifyingly controlled. He’s also my boss, which makes spending the weekend at my ex’s wedding as his fake girlfriend a very bad idea.
Sharing one hotel room makes it worse.
Because Jordan’s hand on my waist should feel like strategy.
It feels like trouble.

Jordan
I don’t make impulsive decisions.
I don’t mix business with pleasure.
And I don’t touch women who work for me.
Natalie Mullen makes all three rules inconvenient.
Sweet, curvy, and far too tempting for a man trying to stay professional.
For a month, I kept my distance.
Then her ex showed up with a wedding invitation and the kind of confidence that needed correcting.
Now Natalie needs a date for his wedding.
I’m the man taking her.
She can call it fake, but I’ve wanted her since the day she walked into my office.
And one weekend in the same hotel room is about to test every rule I made to stay away from her.

An age gap, grumpy/sunshine instalove romance featuring a curvy virgin heroine, a possessive CEO boss, fake dating, and one hotel room.
Standalone. No cheating. No cliffhanger. HEA guaranteed.