Page 49 of Boss of Me
“Spying on your boss?”
Heat floods my face.
Maverick laughs. “Don’t worry. Your secret’s safe with me.” He hands my empty tray to a passing server.
I frown at him. “I need to get more cham?—”
“Relax. They’ve got it covered.”
“But—”
“No buts. You’re taking a break, I insist.”
I give him a wry look. “No offense, but you’re not the Ransom who signs my paychecks.”
He grins. “Touché.”
When another server approaches offering champagne, Maverick takes two flutes from the tray and hands one to me.
I shake my head. “I can’t. I’m work?—”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah.” He overrides my protest, pressing the chilled glass into my hand. “You need to loosen up a little, let your hair down. It’s gorgeous, as I recall.”
I can’t help grinning at him. “You’re gonna get me in trouble.”
“Who, me? Never.”
“Yeah right,” I laugh. “Something tells me you haveplentyof experience leading women astray.”
“I have no idea what you mean. Cheers.” He taps his glass against mine.
I look around guiltily before sneaking a sip of champagne.
“Atta girl.” Maverick’s eyes gleam with wicked approval. “So youarecorruptible.”
“Apparently so.” I grin and swig more champagne.
“Her name’s Laurene, by the way.”
I blink at Maverick. “Who?”
“The blonde you were glaring at a minute ago.”
My cheeks burn. “I wasn’t glaring.”
Maverick grins knowingly but doesn’t argue with me.
After a few moments, I find my gaze wandering back to the woman clinging to Gunner’s arm. “Old girlfriend?” I ask, trying to sound casual.
“Ex-fiancée.”
I feel a jolt of surprise. “Your brother was engaged?”
Maverick chuckles. “Shocking, isn’t it?”
I nod and gulp more champagne, watching as the blonde eases closer to Gunner. Any closer and they’ll be fused together.
“She’s a hotel heiress,” Maverick volunteers.
