He’s grumpy. He’s bossy. He hates my freaking guts. So why do I get the feeling… That he secretly wants to kiss me? Carter Walker is the worst boss in history. Okay fine. He’s the worst hot boss in history. Still. It’s not like it matters or anything. The man hates my guts. I mean, he has to. Why else would he walk around glaring at me all the time? And demand I spend the day shopping with him? Yeah, he’s definitely doing it just to torture me. It’s probably nothing. Except now he’s telling me that my curves are beautiful. And looking at my lips like he’s about to kiss me. And the craziest thing of all… Is that I just might kiss him back.