Bedded By The Boss. Miranda Lee

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her not to count her chickens before they hatched.

      ‘Have to go, Jessie. There’s someone else on the line. Good luck on Monday.’ And he hung up.

      Jessie hung up as well, only then thinking of Emily still out in the back yard all by herself.

      Her heart started thudding as a mother’s heart always did when she realised she’d taken her eyes off her child for a few seconds too long.

      Not that Emily was the sort of child who got herself into trouble. She was careful, and a thinker. Her pleasures were quiet ones. She wasn’t a climber. Neither did she do silly things. She was absolutely nothing like her father. She was a hundred per cent smarter, for starters.

      Still, when Jessie hurried back outside into the yard, she was very relieved to see Emily was where she spent most of her time, playing under the large fig tree in the corner. It was her cubby house, with the sections between the huge roots making perfect pretend rooms. Emily could happily play there for hours.

      Her daughter had a wonderful imagination. Jessie had been the same as a child. Maybe it was an only-child thing. Or an inherited talent. Or a bit of both.

      Whatever, the Denton girls loved being creative.

      Jessie realised then that she wanted that job at Wild Ideas, not just for the money, but also for herself. Being a waitress had been a good stopgap, but she didn’t want to do it for the rest of her life. She wanted to use her mind. She wanted the challenges—and the excitement—of the advertising world.

      ‘Mummy, who rang our phone? Was it Dora?’

      Jessie, who’d finished hanging out the washing, bent down and swept her daughter up into her arms. It was time for lunch.

      ‘No, sweetie, not Dora. It was a man.’

      Emily blinked. ‘A nice man?’

      ‘Very nice.’

      ‘Is he going to be your boyfriend, Mummy?’

      ‘What? Oh, no. Heavens, no! He’s just a man who finds people jobs. It looks as if he might have found Mummy a job as a graphic artist. I have to go for an interview on Monday. If I get it, I’ll earn a lot more money and I’ll be able to buy you lots of pretty things.’

      Emily didn’t seem as impressed with this news as Jessie would have expected. She was frowning.

      ‘Why don’t you have a boyfriend, Mummy? You’re very pretty.’

      Jessie felt herself blushing. ‘I…I just haven’t met any man I liked enough to have as a boyfriend.’

      Even as she said the words, a pair of ice-blue eyes popped into her mind, along with a charismatic smile. Her heart lurched at the memory of how close she’d come to making the same mistake her mother had made. Brother, she’d got out of that bar just in time.

      ‘I have you, sweetie,’ Jessie said, giving her daughter a squeeze. ‘I don’t need anyone or anything else.’

      Which was the biggest lie Jessie had told her daughter since she’d said she liked being a waitress. Because last night’s experience showed her she did need something else sometimes, didn’t she? She needed to feel like a woman occasionally, not just a mother. She needed to have a man’s arms around her once more. She needed some release from the frustration she could feel building up inside her.

      Some day, she would have to find an outlet for those needs. A man, obviously. A boyfriend, as Emily suggested.

      But who?

      Those blue eyes jumped back into her mind.

      Well, obviously not him. He was off limits. A married man.

      If only she could get this job. That would bring a whole new circle of males into her world.

      OK, so lots of guys in the advertising world were gay. But some weren’t. Surely there had to be the right kind of boyfriend out there for her. Someone attractive and intelligent. Someone single—and a good lover.

      Of course, attractive, intelligent single men who were good lovers were invariably full of themselves, and unwilling to commit. There would be no real future in such a relationship. She’d have to be careful not to fall for the guy. Or to start hoping for more than such a man could give.

      Jessie sighed. Did she honestly need such complications in her life? Wouldn’t it be better if she just went along the way she was, being a celibate single mum?

      Men were trouble. Always had been. Always would be. She was much better off without one in her life. Emily was happy. She was happy. She’d be even happier if she got this job on Monday.

      Feeling frustrated was just a temporary thing. She’d get over it. One day.

      Jessie sighed again.

      ‘Why are you always sighing today, Mummy?’ Emily asked. ‘Are you tired?’

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