Nina Milne - Breaking the Boss’s Rules

He’d opened his mouth to do just that when she opened her eyes, gave a little wriggle in the chair, and— wham!

An image zig-zagged across his brain—a picture of Imogen Lorrimer, standing up to wriggle her way right out of that navy skirt, shrug off the jacket and slowly unbutton the pearl buttons of her white shirt. Before shaking that dark hair free so it tumbled to her shoulders, then sitting back down on that damn red chair and crossing her legs.

A hoarse noise rasped from his throat. What the hell …? Why? Where on earth had that come from?

It was time to get a grip on this interview —and the conversation. A sigh escaped her and for a second his gaze focused on her lips. Hell, this was not good. ‘Never Mix Business and Pleasure’ was a non-negotiable rule.

I so enjoyed writing this book—hey, Montmartre, Paris, and a yurt in the Algarve … what’s not to enjoy?

But most of all I loved writing about Imo and Joe—they became totally real to me even while they drove me nuts as they fought the idea of love all the way.

Imo wanted to play it safe and Joe wanted to play by the rules. So when the sparks began to fly in the bedroom and out they—and I—were thrown in at the deep end.

I hope you enjoy seeing what they did about it!

Nina xx

NINA MILNEhas always dreamt of writing for Mills & Boon ®—ever since as a child she discovered stacks of Mills & Boon ®books ‘hidden’ in the airing cupboard. She graduated from playing libraries to reading the books, and has now realised her dream of writing them.

Along the way she found a happy-ever-after of her own, accumulating a superhero of a husband, three gorgeous children, a cat with character and a real library … well, lots of bookshelves.

Before achieving her dream of working from home creating happy-ever-afters whilst studiously avoiding any form of actual housework, Nina put in time as both an accountant and a recruitment consultant. She figures the lack of romance in her previous jobs is now balancing out.

After a childhood spent in Peterlee (UK), Rye (USA), Winchester (UK) and Paris (France), Nina now lives in Brighton (UK), and has vowed never to move again!! Unless, of course, she runs out of bookshelves. Though there is always the airing cupboard.

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Excerpt Perhaps he should end this interview here and now. He’d opened his mouth to do just that when she opened her eyes, gave a little wriggle in the chair, and— wham! An image zig-zagged across his brain—a picture of Imogen Lorrimer, standing up to wriggle her way right out of that navy skirt, shrug off the jacket and slowly unbutton the pearl buttons of her white shirt. Before shaking that dark hair free so it tumbled to her shoulders, then sitting back down on that damn red chair and crossing her legs. A hoarse noise rasped from his throat. What the hell …? Why? Where on earth had that come from? It was time to get a grip on this interview —and the conversation. A sigh escaped her and for a second his gaze focused on her lips. Hell, this was not good. ‘Never Mix Business and Pleasure’ was a non-negotiable rule.

Dear Reader Dear Reader Dear Reader About the Author Title Page Dedication PROLOGUE CHAPTER ONE CHAPTER TWO CHAPTER THREE CHAPTER FOUR CHAPTER FIVE CHAPTER SIX CHAPTER SEVEN CHAPTER EIGHT CHAPTER NINE CHAPTER TEN CHAPTER ELEVEN CHAPTER TWELVE CHAPTER THIRTEEN CHAPTER FOURTEEN EPILOGUE Copyright I so enjoyed writing this book—hey, Montmartre, Paris, and a yurt in the Algarve … what’s not to enjoy? But most of all I loved writing about Imo and Joe—they became totally real to me even while they drove me nuts as they fought the idea of love all the way. Imo wanted to play it safe and Joe wanted to play by the rules. So when the sparks began to fly in the bedroom and out they—and I—were thrown in at the deep end. I hope you enjoy seeing what they did about it! Nina xx

About the Author NINA MILNE has always dreamt of writing for Mills & Boon ® —ever since as a child she discovered stacks of Mills & Boon ® books ‘hidden’ in the airing cupboard. She graduated from playing libraries to reading the books, and has now realised her dream of writing them. Along the way she found a happy-ever-after of her own, accumulating a superhero of a husband, three gorgeous children, a cat with character and a real library … well, lots of bookshelves. Before achieving her dream of working from home creating happy-ever-afters whilst studiously avoiding any form of actual housework, Nina put in time as both an accountant and a recruitment consultant. She figures the lack of romance in her previous jobs is now balancing out. After a childhood spent in Peterlee (UK), Rye (USA), Winchester (UK) and Paris (France), Nina now lives in Brighton (UK), and has vowed never to move again!! Unless, of course, she runs out of bookshelves. Though there is always the airing cupboard.

Title Page Breaking the Boss’s Rules Nina Milne www.millsandboon.co.uk

Dedication For my parents, for believing in me.

PROLOGUE

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN

CHAPTER ELEVEN

CHAPTER TWELVE

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

EPILOGUE

Copyright

Dear Diary

My name is Imogen Lorrimer and my life is in a less than stellar place right now.

For a start there is every possibility that my temporary new boss is about to fire me. His name is Joe McIntyre and, just to really mess with my head, he has taken to appearing in my dreams.

Naked.

Last night was particularly erotic. I won’t go into detail, but we were in his office and let’s just say various positions were involved … as were varying bits of office furniture … glass-topped desk, red swivel chair…

Obviously I know this is thoroughly unprofessional and utterly inappropriate.

In my defence he is gorgeous.

Think sexy rumpled hair—dark brown, a tiny bit long, with a few bits that stick up. Think chocolate—the expensive kind—brown eyes. Think a strong but not too dominant nose. A long face, with a sculpted jaw and clearly defined chin. Oh, and a body to die for—Joe McIntyre is a long, lean fighting machine.