Page 35 of The Bad Girl
“Noted.”
Harry turns and walks toward the elevator, Maxwell trailing behind him.
Before he enters, Maxwell looks back at me, almost hesitantly, and I wonder what’s gotten into him today.
“Don’t get into any trouble,” he says with a wink.
I watch the doors close behind him, feeling my heart leap in my chest.
Fucking your boss is the ultimate bad girl move. I would be a bad girl legend! But as much as I’m down for a few bad decisions, Maxwell is one-hundred-percent off-limits, because as bad as I am, I still value my livelihood.
And besides, I have Tom.
But bad girls can juggle more than one man. They don’t feel the need to insist on exclusivity.
The temptation is very real, but considering how cordial Maxwell was with my pictures yesterday, my guess is he’s not interested.
Turning to Stacey, I bite my lower lip and scrunch my nose. “Let’s get dangerous!”
“Oh God, Nadine—we really need to work on your delivery.”
