kvmelite.blogg.se

Falling for my husband by pamela ann
Falling for my husband by pamela ann





falling for my husband by pamela ann falling for my husband by pamela ann

His roguish handsomeness was one of the main things that attracted people to him. I wasn’t sure what to do, or maybe I simply needed a valid excuse to ogle at his dark, sexiness, so I paused and stared at him awhile, hoping that he’d notice I had entered his office.

falling for my husband by pamela ann

His office was the total opposite of the floor that contained it it was dark and the only light in the room surrounded the boss, who was pretty engrossed in a heated conversation, complete with a deep scowl on his face, too. Since everyone was being all undaunted by normal civilities here, I proceeded to open his door without bothering to knock. Somehow, it warmed me to know that he had someone like Eleanor to brighten up his day. However, I didn’t have to see the two interact to know that they had a good relationship. One thing was for sure, though, it was funny to have a serious businessman like Callum paired with his grandfather’s assistant who did not take him seriously. I didn’t know what was more surprising, the thought of her insinuating that something was going on between Callum and I or that she treated the man like a little child. She simply winked and left me to my own devices. He’ll grow out of his playthings soon, just you wait.” Eleanor didn’t give me chance to correct her. “I’m sure your brother is glad that you and Callum found each other. Once we reached it, she reached for my hand and patted it. I’ve been working here since I was eighteen and now I’m in my fifties, therefore I know quite a bit about our little Callum here.” Eleanor proceeded to walk towards Callum’s office as she explained herself. “Callum brought his friend here once to meet his grandfather.







Falling for my husband by pamela ann