Zach never had—and never would—enter a relationship at work.
Too many pitfalls, too many complications, too big of a chance that management would think he had his mind on something other than the job.
Unfortunately, Zach hadn’t forgotten the first time he met Allison. That first smile, that first touch …
She’s never let me forget, he thought. Just the sound of her laughter drifting down the hall made his gut clench and sent an electric rush of energy charging through his veins.
And every time she smiled at him, the flash of that dimple reminded him of his weakness where she was concerned, reminded him she was a woman who could do what no other woman had ever done—take his mind off his career.
Dear Reader,
Once upon a time, I took a job at a temp agency. I failed miserably, in that my first “temporary” assignment turned into a long-term, permanent position. I had no idea that would be the case, but I was lucky everything turned out as it did.
Allison Warner took a far bigger chance when she followed her boyfriend to New York for a new job, but it was a move she soon regretted. Now, she’s determined to keep things simple—working at a temp agency, where she won’t make the mistake of mixing her personal and professional life again.
But life and love are rarely simple, and Allison’s life gets a lot more complicated when she agrees to a one-night-only pretend date with her secret crush, Zach Wilder. Little does Allison realize where that one night will take them …
I hope you enjoy Allison and Zach’s story as they work together to find a lasting love!
Stacy Connelly
About the Author
STACY CONNELLY has dreamed of publishing books since she was a kid, writing stories about a girl and her horse. Eventually, boys made it onto the page as she discovered a love of romance and the promise of happily ever after.
When she is not lost in the land of make-believe, Stacy lives in Arizona with her two spoiled dogs. She loves to hear from readers and can be contacted at [email protected] or www.stacyconnelly.com.
Temporary Boss … Forever Husband
Stacy Connelly
I can’t remember the very first romance I ever picked
up or attempt a guess at how many I have read since, but this is dedicated to all the authors whose books I have enjoyed over the years. Thank you.
Chapter One
Allison Warner counted the rings as she waited for her sister to pick up the phone. After the fourth, she heard the all too familiar click of her call going through to voice mail—again. Bethany’s voice came across the line, advising Allison to leave a message.
Allison sighed, giving in to the disappointment that had shadowed her since she’d moved back to Arizona five months ago. She’d talked to Bethany’s voice mail more than she’d talked to her sister, and she didn’t know which frustrated her more—the message Bethany would likely ignore or the caller ID that enabled Bethany to ignore her call in the first place. Still, she took a deep breath and forced a bright note into her voice.
“Hi, Bethany. It’s Allison—your sister,” she teased even though the words really weren’t funny. “It’s Thursday afternoon, and I’m getting ready to leave work. I was calling to see if you wanted to go out for dinner tonight or maybe shopping this weekend. We could look for baby furniture or decorations for the nursery. I’m free all weekend if you feel up to hitting the mall. Or we could look online if you’re not up to going out. So, you know, just call me.”
Allison cringed as she hung up the phone. Could she have sounded any more desperate? And hadn’t she learned by now, the harder she tried, the more Bethany resisted?
You have to be patient. The break in their relationship hadn’t happened overnight. Allison would be foolish to hope she could repair the damage in a snap. It’s going to take time.
Fortunately, that was one thing Allison had plenty of on her hands. After shutting down her computer, she took a moment to straighten the few personal items on her desk. The misshapen coffee mug she’d thrown in pottery class; the wilting African violet; the handcrafted picture frame that rained tiny glass beads any time she picked it up. She and her sister smiled out from the photograph, heads tilted together in perfect symmetry. A single, perfect moment caught in time …
If only life had that kind of pause button, to freeze a moment she wanted to last … or better yet, a rewind button, so she could go back in time, and undo her poor choices.
The picture had been taken at Bethany’s wedding when the two sisters were as close as could be. Bittersweet memories of the ceremony and the last time her family had been together flashed through Allison’s mind. Bethany had smiled with tears in her eyes as their father walked her down the aisle and handed her to Gage Armstrong. Allison had stood at her sister’s side, her maid of honor and best friend.
Only a few weeks later, Allison had followed her boyfriend, Kevin Hodges, to New York. That had been three years ago, and three years was a long time. Long enough for their father’s health to fail, for Bethany’s marriage to fall apart and for Allison to get so wrapped up in her career that she’d been oblivious to both. She had moved back home, but the three thousand mile gap had been much easier to close than the emotional distance between Allison and her sister. Especially when Bethany had made her opinion so clear.
Too little, too late.
Guilt pressed against Allison’s chest, the truth in her sister’s words weighing so heavily it hurt to breathe. She’d give anything, anything to turn back the clock and to be with her family when they’d needed her most. But that time was gone, and the only thing that kept Allison going was her determination to make the most of now.
“You have to get Bethany to open up and talk about what went wrong with her and Gage,” their mother had insisted before she left on her three-week Mexican cruise. The trip was one Allison’s parents had long planned to make for their thirty-fifth anniversary. When her father passed away six months before the anniversary date, Allison’s mother decided to take the trip anyway as a tribute to his memory.
She missed her father so much. His laughter, his love, his encouragement to always aim high and shoot for the stars. How he would hate that his death had driven a wedge between his daughters. His girls, as he’d fondly referred to Bethany, Allison, and their mother. It would have broken his heart. And though Bethany refused to believe it, the loss of their once-close relationship broke Allison’s heart, too.
Setting the picture frame back on her desk, she sighed. She couldn’t change the past, but she was determined to do whatever it took to rebuild her relationship with her sister. Right now, Bethany needed family around her more than ever, whether she’d admit it or not.
At five-thirty, the offices of Knox Security were mostly empty, and she took a moment to walk down the hall and turn off the lights. She could have left a half an hour ago, but she’d wanted to finish up some filing for what would be the last full week of her temporary assignment at the security-systems firm.
On Monday, Martha Scanlon would be back after a two-month absence for hip replacement surgery. Allison would return for a day or two to catch the woman up on everything that had been started during her sick leave. After that, she would move on to another temporary assignment.
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