Boss I Love to Hate An Office Romance - Mia Kayla Page 0,69

back, and I ushered my sleeping beauty to the car. She was passed out, dead weight, and I wondered if she’d remember what had happened tonight—the drinking, the dancing, the kissing.

You would think she’d smell like a piss-poor drunk, but she still smelled sweet through the liquor, her natural strawberry scent pushing through.

She stirred in my arms. “Brad?” She opened one eye.

“Yeah?”

“I drank too much, didn’t I?”

“You did. But you’re allowed. It’s not like you do that every weekend. Unless you’re undercover. Do you keep bottles of tequila in your desk?”

She smirked, and then her eyes fell shut. “No.”

I opened the passenger door, placed her in the car, and buckled her in. Her swooping neckline had me enjoying the span of her pale neck, and I had a sudden urge to bite the tender part of her skin. After I shut her door and entered the car, I drove us back to her apartment. I’d actually never been inside her apartment, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t curious to see where Sonia lived, how she decorated her home, what pictures of her family members she had hanging on her wall.

As I parked in front of her condo, I wondered how the hell I was going to get in her place. I reached for her purse that she’d brought to the wedding, unzipped the top, and dug to the bottom. After jiggling the contents around, I found a slew of keys attached to a Canada keychain.

“It’s a go, Shorts.”

I exited the car, made my way to the passenger side, and unbuckled her from the seat. When I lifted her in my arms, her head lolled to my shoulder.

“You smell amazing.” She sighed into me, inhaling deeply against my skin.

I laughed. “And you are officially drunk.”

“Are we home?” she asked in a barely audible voice.

I kissed her forehead without a second thought, not knowing where the hell that had come from. “Yes, we’re here. You’re home.”

Sonia weighed nothing, and it was easy to carry her past the doorman and up the elevator, but getting us through her apartment door was going to be a challenge because I had to put her down.

“Shorts, you’re going to have to stand while I get the door open.”

She nodded with her eyes still shut, and when I placed her on her feet, she nearly wiped out. With one hand around her waist and anchoring her against me, I used my free hand to fidget through the keys. I prayed it was the first one I grabbed, but it was the fourth key I tried.

I kicked open the door. I swept her up, and she was weightless in my arms again. Then, I entered her apartment.

Inviting gray walls welcomed me into an open area. I could see her living room and kitchen all at once. There was one room to the right, which was the bathroom, and on the far end of the room, I knew it had to be her bedroom because it was the only room left. I staggered to a stop right before entering her room.

An eleven-by-fourteen poster of my face hung on the living room wall, like a tortured piece of art. I recognized the picture from the company website. This thing had darts around my eyes and a few other darts lying on a table right next to it.

“Nice.” A low laugh escaped me.

I should’ve been mad, offended at the very least, but I couldn’t after today, after being with Sonia.

Oh, how times had changed. I’d bet she hadn’t predicted this. After tonight, I hoped I’d proven myself, and she no longer hated me. I wondered how things would be tomorrow or even the next day at work. I didn’t know how I would be because there was an internal shift in me after the multitude of kisses and spending the day with her. I knew I no longer wanted her to be just my secretary. I wanted to explore the idea of more.

I shook my head and proceeded to the bedroom. After I kicked open her door, I turned on the lights and laid her on her dark purple bedspread. No pretty in pink or frilly bedspread for Sonia, but I could’ve almost guessed that.

I made my way around her neat room, which screamed organization. I’d bet her panties were even color-coded, just like her Post-its and pens. And, for the life of me, I had to know, so I walked over to the dresser and opened the