He thinks I’m smart.
So even though I’m only an intern, I get pulled into meetings where he wants my opinion, and we work late into the night.
And when I call him Sir, he gets hard and I get flustered, and then he calls me his good girl and it doesn’t matter that he’s the Prime Minister of Canada.
In those moments, all that matters is that he’s mine.
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FOOTNOTES:
* This is a fictional romance. No prime ministers or interns were harmed in the making of this book.
** Except it’s a kinky romance, so they were hurt a little.
Mom by day and filthy romance writer by night, Ainsley Booth is super grateful for caffeine, banana and blueberry muffins, and yoga pants.
Surrounded by mist-covered mountains, Sadie Haller lives a quiet life with her husband and fur-babies.
Together, they write dirty Canadian erotic romance about awesome characters they'd love to be friends with in real life.