The Boss's Unconventional Assistant. Jennie Adams

she’d already poured two big mugs of the brew. She put his on the table and paused to take the first sip of hers. The look that crossed her face as she absorbed the taste made his muscles clench.

      Grey looked away. He had enough to cope with simply trying to control her and not desire her.

      ‘I’ll have the drink later, at my desk.’ It wasn’t capitulation. He would insist on some real coffee later this morning.