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To the Boss I Love to Hate,
- I hate that you make me come at your every beck and call.
- I hate your gorgeous, cocky smile, and how you don’t know me at all.
- I hate the way you stare at me as if I was your most precious thing.
- I hate your expensive Italian suits.
- I hate our one-night fling.
- I hate that you’re always wrong, but your ego is too big to see it.
- I hate how awkward you acted when I told you I was pregnant.
- I hate how you crept into my heart and how deeply you cared for me.
- Lastly, even though you represent everything I hate . . . I hate that I fell for you just like every other girl you know.
Sawyer West . . . I love you, and I hate that I love you.
If only I could be certain you’re no longer the boy from college I once knew. With our baby girl on the way, could we truly make us work? If only we weren’t so different, then maybe things could be so different . . .
P.S. I still hate working for you.
Berlin Roth
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