<i><b>Patrick</b></i><br /><br />I wasn&rsquo;t sure what was sexier&hellip; the way my boss&rsquo;s suits clung to her curves or the way she controlled a room full of men who thought they didn&rsquo;t need to listen to the woman in charge.<br /><br />Goldie was a force to be reckoned with, and working for her was fun. She was smart and clever and beautiful. Damn, was she beautiful. But she didn&rsquo;t see any of that in herself. I had no problem telling her, even though she was convinced I was just flirting. Yeah, I was, but one day she&rsquo;d realize I was flirting because I saw her as so much more than just my boss. She was the kind of woman I wanted in my life for good.<br /><br /><i><b>Goldie</b></i><br /><br />I&rsquo;d worked hard to get to where I was. To become the boss and run things the way I wanted to run them. It wasn&rsquo;t easy, especially going through a divorce and raising my son. But I finally got to where I wanted to be.<br /><br />I could not, would not, risk my reputation and career for a fling with my assistant. It didn&rsquo;t matter how cute he was. Yes, cute, because he was also fourteen years younger than me. I had my son when I was his age. I was married. I was planning a future&hellip; that never happened. I wouldn&rsquo;t steal the same from him, no matter how many times he told me all he wanted in his future was me.