Brock Littleton is
desperate for money—desperate enough take the job no one else wants: assistant
to demanding, fussy, intensely private Mr. Graham.
Everything about Brock
gets under Martin’s skin in ways he never expected, making him realize a
successful business isn’t the only component to a happy future. But as Martin’s
deal comes together, one of the prices could be the relationship with Brock
that Martin is just starting to believe could be real.
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in Boundless Love Anthology by Andrew Grey, 2018.
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Brock has an Masters in Business but having trouble
finding a job for his qualifications. He is offered a job in the company of his
dreams but only an office assistant. When he meets his hot boss though the job
has its perks.
Martin has a hard time keeping an assistant. all
his other employees love their work and turnover is low but that one job.
Martin needs an assistant for a big merger he is doing and though Brock is
overqualified, Martin has met his match.
On Shaky Ground is a fast-paced, sexy office
romance. As usual Andrew Grey created two great characters. I loved that Martin
is nearly blind so through the romance grows quickly it isn't a physical thing.
Or at least not attraction through sight. They develop a great office
relationship that turns into more.
I would have liked this story a little longer to
get more background on Brock and perhaps a little more on Martin and his
condition that is making him blind but having said that this is a good complete
story with a happy ending.
If you are looking for something short,
interesting, sexy and fun, love, men with a challenge, wealthy men,
May/December, and an office romance this is for you!
Excerpt…
“GOOD MORNING, Mr. Graham,” Edna
said quietly, without her usual enthusiasm.Martin paused on his way past the desk to his office. “What are you doing here this early?” It was about six thirty, his usual time of arrival, and most mornings he was alone. He used that first hour to catch up on his email and messages, as well as to plan his day.
“Kelly quit last night,” Edna explained, exasperation coloring her voice. “That’s the third assistant in four months. These kids don’t have what it takes to stick it out for anything.” She paused in her typing. “I thought I’d come in early to make sure everything was up to date before I went back down to HR.”
The chair squeaked as Edna leaned back. Martin knew that squeak; he heard it every time his assistant moved in that chair. They complained about it, but that sound was one of the constants in his life, an audible clue that told him something about the mostly shadowed world around him.
“Can you find me another assistant?” he asked, suppressing a sigh. “Maybe one who doesn’t spend her days humming some ridiculous tune or tapping a damn pen whenever she gets nervous, which seemed to be all the dang time.” He clenched the hand not holding his briefcase.
The chair squeaked again, and he turned his head toward the sound. Her hands thunked on the desk, and Martin resisted the urge to lean in closer to try to see her better. He already knew it wasn’t of any use. To him, she was little more than an outline against the light from the windows and her desk lamp, a moving specter from one of the old black-and-white films he used to watch as a kid.
“Can I be frank, Martin?”
“You can be anyone you want to be,” he quipped in his best Groucho Marx imitation. It garnered stone-cold silence for a few beats.
“Martin, I don’t honestly know if I can find another, but I’ll try. The entire office has heard how hard it is to work for you. I could double the salary of the position and no one would apply, and you know it.”
“They hate me that much?” Martin asked, his anger rising.
She sighed extra loudly, clearly wanting him to hear it. “No, they don’t. This is a good company. The people who work here respect you. They’ve seen what you’ve built. You’ve created an incredibly open and nurturing environment for everyone. Opinions are respected and listened to, you value and reward diligence, and we have flexible schedules as much as possible. And our turnover is incredibly low, except for one particular position—the one who sits at this desk.”
Martin humphed, walking past the desk to go into his office.
“Stop,” Edna said after he opened the door. “I haven’t gone in there yet.” The chair squawked loudly as she got up, and her hand patted his arm as she went by.
“What is it?” Martin asked, as though he couldn’t guess.
“She rearranged your things,” Edna said. “Give me a few minutes.”
He peered in through the open door and sighed at the outline of the furniture against the increasing light coming from the windows. He had done his office in dark furniture with light walls and carpet to allow him to see the contents a little better. Martin groaned, searching for one of his chairs with his hand. He found it and lowered himself into it.
Edna grunted as she moved things back into the right spots. “I think that’s much better. At least you aren’t going to hurt yourself.” Still, she took his arm and gently guided him to his desk, where Martin felt the top and then his chair before sitting down.
Fuck it all, he hated feeling like a stranger fumbling in the dark in his own environment.
Andrew Grey is the author
of nearly 100 works of Contemporary Gay Romantic fiction. After twenty-seven
years in corporate America, he has now settled down in Central Pennsylvania
with his husband, Dominic, and his laptop. An interesting ménage. Andrew grew
up in western Michigan with a father who loved to tell stories and a mother who
loved to read them. Since then he has lived throughout the country and traveled
throughout the world. He is a recipient of the RWA Centennial Award, has a
master’s degree from the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee, and now writes
full-time. Andrew’s hobbies include collecting antiques, gardening, and leaving
his dirty dishes anywhere but in the sink (particularly when writing). He
considers himself blessed with an accepting family, fantastic friends, and the
world’s most supportive and loving partner. Andrew currently lives in
beautiful, historic Carlisle, Pennsylvania.
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