My imitation of our billionaire boss had everyone laughing. Well¿almost everyone. Worst. Butt-dial. Ever. Apparently he heard it-our faceless, jet-setting CEO-and now he's asking around about the mystery jokester. I'm not worried. My coworkers would never sell me out. A few weeks later, the buzz dies down. Phew. Now if only I didn't have to deal with the arrogant new office gopher. He's lazy and nosy about the butt-dial, and he has the office skills of a rabbit. It's as if he's never held a job in his life! He's also wickedly sexy, but there's no way I'm ever kissing him again. I like respectable men with a work ethic, thank you very much. Also, I can't shake the feeling that he's hiding something.
