As an assistant to my gorgeous billionaire boss, I was used to his many spontaneous demands. But what I never expected was to have to accompany him on what was supposed to be a quick “day trip” to a ski lodge to check out the amenities for an upcoming retreat.
Did I forget to mention that it was in the middle of winter when we attempted to drive up the mountain?
Oh, and that there was a hellacious snowstorm that forced us off the road and gave us no choice but to trudge our way to a deserted cabin for shelter and generate warmth in . . . creative ways.
And maybe I shouldn’t mention the bourbon, or the game of strip poker, or the amazingly hot night I spent moaning my boss’s name.
But yes, it all happened, and I can’t say I regretted any of the toe-curling O’s my boss so generously gave me for a Christmas bonus.
But once we leave the close confines of the cabin and return to reality, will it be the end to us, or just the beginning?
Did I forget to mention that it was in the middle of winter when we attempted to drive up the mountain?
Oh, and that there was a hellacious snowstorm that forced us off the road and gave us no choice but to trudge our way to a deserted cabin for shelter and generate warmth in . . . creative ways.
And maybe I shouldn’t mention the bourbon, or the game of strip poker, or the amazingly hot night I spent moaning my boss’s name.
But yes, it all happened, and I can’t say I regretted any of the toe-curling O’s my boss so generously gave me for a Christmas bonus.
But once we leave the close confines of the cabin and return to reality, will it be the end to us, or just the beginning?
Stranded for the Holidays
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