Free Tempted by the Boss (Tempted Series Book 1) by Hazel Kelly Page A

first glance, I wasn’t sure if the descriptions on the menu
were for food or an exhibition at Moma. “This is a pretty fancy menu.”
    Will raised his thick eyebrows. “Is there nothing you like?”
    “There’s nothing I don’t like.”
    A smile spread across his face.
    “I don’t think I’ve ever been to a place that didn’t have prices
on the menu.”
    “No?”
    I shook my head.
    “Have you heard the rule that you shouldn’t eat anywhere where
you have to check the prices?”
    “Yeah, but I’ve still never heard of a priceless menu.”
    “Maybe you’ve never had priceless food?”
    “Intriguing.” I dragged my finger from item to item. “What do you
get?”
    “The filet.”
    I laughed. “Of course you do.”
    He cocked his head. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
    “Nothing. I’m just not surprised.”
    “Do you really find me that predictable?”
    “Yes and no.”
    “I suppose you wouldn’t even be thinking about getting the
salmon then?”
    I looked up at his twinkling eyes.
    “What makes you think that?”
    “Well at lunch you talked about how it was your favorite food
for a good ten minutes.”
    “Actually, I was thinking about getting the venison,” I lied.
    “They’re both delicious.” He straightened in his chair and his
shoulders seemed to stretch across the room. “But if you get the salmon, you
might have more room for dessert.”
    “I’ll keep that in mind.” I stole another glance at him and then
looked back down at my menu.
    He closed his and leaned back. “So, Cinderella. Is that who
you’re named after?”
    “Actually, I’m named after Ella Fitzgerald.”
    “You’re kidding.”
    “I know it seems that way since we don’t have much in common.”
    “I bet you sing like a songbird.”
    “I’m closer to being a singer than I am to being black, but
they’re both a bit of a reach.”
    He shook his head. “What a shame. Named after the first lady of
song and you can’t sing.”
    “It’s a cruel world.”
    “Do you like jazz yourself?”
    I shrugged. “I haven’t really given it a chance.”
    He hung his head. “You don’t know what you’re missing. At least
tell me you’ve heard Ella Fitzgerald’s Summertime.”
    “I’m not sure.” I couldn’t believe how excited he was. I’d never
seen him so animated.
    “It’s so sexy it’s chilling. I have it on vinyl.”
    I wasn’t surprised.
    “I’ll play it for you sometime.”
    I squinted at him. What was he doing? Telling me I looked beautiful?
Saying he wanted to play sexy music for me? He certainly wasn’t making it easy
for me to resist him.
     

Chapter 14: Will
     
     
    I could tell she was enjoying herself. Even when James put down
our gins, her eyes got huge when she saw the ball of ice in the glass. And not
only was she breathtaking to look at, but she was great company, too. Most of
the women I spent time with didn’t even flinch at my lifestyle or the
restaurants I went to, but Ella’s enthusiasm for every little detail made her really
fun to be around.
    I promised myself I wouldn’t flirt with her or come on too
strong, but it was a struggle. I couldn’t not tell her how gorgeous she looked.
I had to so I’d have permission to smile at her all night. And it did feel like
that was all I was doing. I hoped I wasn’t coming across as an idiot, but she
was positively magnetic.
    After she downed her first drink to keep up with me, she seemed more
relaxed within minutes, smiling and laughing more easily. I wasn’t quite sure
why, but I craved her attention. As a result, showing her a good time seemed
like the most important thing I’d done in weeks.
    However, I decided it would be unfair not to ask about her plans
for the party before she got to the end of her second drink. After all, it was
in both our best interests for her to nail her pitch.
    “How’s the salmon?” I asked.
    She covered her mouth and swallowed. “Melt in the mouth. I think
they put something on it so it would be