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Author:
Series:
Nailed It!
Number In Series:
1
Publisher:
Fearne Hill
Published:
28 November 2022
Book Type
Pages:
245
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Synopsis

Frankie Carter lives and breathes PA work. Becoming indispensable to a top exec is all he’s ever wanted, even if he is repeatedly overlooked in favour of other less well-qualified applicants.

The problem?

94% of executive PAs are women.

But resourcefulness comes with the territory. As does a pinstriped skirt, killer heels, and enough chutzpah to blag the interviews… conveniently passing as a woman instead of a gay man. Egged on by his friends, Frankie lands himself his dream job working for Lysander St. Cloud, a senior exec on the board of the family firm.

On the outside, his boss has it all. Or does he? Before long, Frankie discovers Lysander’s looks, money, and status mask a shyness and humiliating past he’d like to forget.

Lysander is straight, and he believes Frankie is a woman. A close bond develops between them. A bond increasingly in danger of slipping from professional into something else.

Frankie needs to come clean before he hurts not only Lysander but himself. Will he choose his career, his friendship, or his heart? Or is he brave enough to fight for them all?

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Excerpt

They say you can’t ever hurt a masochist, but it’s not true. Lysander had the means to crucify me resting in the palm of his hand, and he hardly realised. If the only parts of me he felt comfortable touching were my hands and head, his sweet words were about as much use as a crocheted condom.

Pushing me up against a dark wall outside the restaurant, he kissed me, open-mouthed and tipsy, with one hand unravelling my hair from its ties and the other cupped possessively around my throat. I sank deeper in love, desperately hoping Tristan’s naive observations were true, praying Milo’s shrewd pessimism was misplaced.

He kissed me again in the lift as we travelled up to his apartment, our roles reversed from the last time. With his groin relentlessly hard against my belly and my hands pinned to my sides, his tongue fucked my mouth with filthy promises of more to come if only he could believe it himself.

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