Read My Lips

Read My Lips

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"I'm not the man for you, Josephine" The sound of my heart crushing is so loud, I could hear it. Ignoring the lump in my throat I say. "You should take a step back, you're standing too close." "Not quite." He says before taking another step towards me and crushing his lips on mine. His big hands on my waist gripping me strongly, pulling me closer to him. I let my hands run through his hair as the kiss gets deeper. Until the realization hits me. I'm kissing my boss. I'M KISSING MY BOSS. --- Josephine, a broken girl with a troubled past. Damon Kingston, a ruthless billionaire. Who always gets what he wants. When Jo takes up the position as Damon's Personal Assistance, all she wants is for things to stay professional, but fate has other plans. What happens when they cross paths into a game full of lust,love and secrets? This story was originally published on the Episode Interactive app as Read My Lips. © 2019 Regina All Rights Reserved
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When a girl gets a complete makeover, the hot guy is supposed to start liking her. Not Forrest Stephens. He merely gave me a once-over, said "nice outfit", and walked right past me. Maybe being his friend was the problem. But now that other guys started noticing me, he's gotten protective-demanding I don't date them without his permission, and touching me in ways that makes everyone think I'm off-limits. · · ─ ·✶· ─ · · "Spencer," his caress over my name brought the smallest blush, the events of last night flashing through my mind like a movie. His knuckles brushed my cheek. Angling his head, he studied me, eyes narrowing in a way that was uncomfortably critical. "You're blushing," he noted. He was so close I caught a whiff of his wintergreen gum. In that moment I wanted to disappear. "I'm not," I denied. "You are," he countered, leaning in. "Your cheeks are pink. You're not into me-are you?" 𝚃𝚘𝚙 𝚁𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: #1 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚢 #1 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛

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