Cฯƒส‹าฝษพ and ๐”ผ๐•โ„‚๐”ผโ„โ„™๐•‹ โ„๐”ผ๐•๐”ผ๐”ธ๐•ƒ: NOT SO SINCERELY, YOURS (For Him #2) by @AMJOHNSONBOOKS แ–‡แ—ดแ’ชแ—ดแ—ฉแ”•๊ญตแ‘Žวฅ แ—แ‘Ž March 25, 2021 @pinulia13


 

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NOT SO SINCERELY, YOURS (For Him #2) by A.M. Johnson

 


Release Date: March 25, 2021


Cover Design & Illustration: Murphy Rae

Genre: M/M Contemporary Romance

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SYNOPSIS



Ethan,ย 

About last night… I could blame the bourbon. I could say I let things get out of hand, that I should have never called you, but I’m done lying to myselfโ€”to you. I know what you’re going to say. You’re not very good at keeping your opinions to yourself, but this can’t happen. It’s inappropriate, at best. I’m your boss. Not to mention, you’re clearly still hung up on him. I’m not a consolation prize.ย 

Anders~ย 

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Anders,ย 

You didn’t think it was inappropriate when you had your tongue down my throat, but I digress. As for your accusation, I’m not the only one stuck in the past, but at least I’m not running from it. I can’t believe I’m about to say thisโ€ฆ Maybe you’re right. You shouldnโ€™t have called me. Especially if you never intended to own it. Own that you wanted it to happen. Admit that you wanted me.ย 


Not so sincerely,ย 

Yours

 


 

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EXCERPT



The city was awake with foot traffic and blaring car horns. People in business attire with cups of coffee buzzed by me as I leaned against the locked door of Lowe Literary. It was forty-five minutes after seven, and Iโ€™d been standing here since six-thirty, thinking it would be smart to arrive early. Iโ€™d been worried about parking, or worse, getting lost in the city. I didnโ€™t drive much around Denver, and growing up in small-town backcountry Florida, I could admit I wasnโ€™t adequately equipped for the big city. My hands were cold, even stuffed in my pockets, and my temper bordered on irate. Iโ€™d texted Anders about twenty minutes ago and he hadnโ€™t answered. I was seconds from saying fuck it and walking back to my car when he finally rounded the corner. Anders was all confidence in a steel-colored suit with a deep blue button down underneath. His golden blond hair was artfully disheveled, giving him a casual appearance, but Iโ€™d bet my left kidney itโ€™d taken him an hour to get ready this morning. Maybe thatโ€™s why he was late.

โ€œYouโ€™re early,โ€ he said, his voice smooth and bored.

He didnโ€™t spare me a glance as he pulled keys from his pocket and opened the door.

My jaw ached as I gritted my teeth. โ€œEarly? You told me to be here at seven.โ€

โ€œDid I?โ€ he asked, and I could hear the fucking humor in his voice.

โ€œYeahโ€ฆโ€ Asshole. โ€œYou did.โ€

I followed him into the office, the lights automatically illuminating as we stepped inside. The place was nice, not as cold as I assumed it would be. Instead of glass and metal, everything was warm wood and earth tones.

โ€œOffice hours are nine to four. Kris used to show up around eight-thirty,โ€ he said, leaning against the only desk in the lobby. โ€œThis is your workspace. Iโ€™ll get your log-in information when you get back.โ€ย ย 

I took a calming breath. โ€œBack from where?โ€

โ€œThe Starbucks two blocks west from here.โ€ His lips lifted more on the right side of his mouth, his grin crooked. He was enjoying himself at my expense. โ€œAmericano for me, and you can get whatever you want within reason. Hereโ€ฆโ€ He reached into his bag while I seethed. No apology for making me sit in the damn cold for over an hour, nope, right to business. โ€œThis is the company card. I expect a receipt for any purchases you make for me or Lowe Literary.โ€

I took the card from his hand, โ€œReceipts. Got it.โ€

His blue eyes traveled over my body slow and disapproving. I had on the best pair of jeans I owned, and borrowed one of Jaxโ€™s polo shirts. I didnโ€™t have the money for bullshit designer suits, but I cleaned up okay.

โ€œYouโ€™re the face of Lowe Literary, Mr. Calloway. I expect you to dress like you give a shit.โ€

I huffed out a laugh. โ€œWell, I expect a boss who shows up on time.โ€

โ€œI was on time.โ€ Arrogant as hell, he slipped his hand into his slacks.

โ€œWhy did you tell me seven if we donโ€™t open until nine?โ€ I asked, ignoring his confident glare.

He hesitated, and I wondered what bullshit excuse he was about to give me when he surprised me with the truth. โ€œInitiation. Payback. Perhaps a bit of both.โ€

I understood the payback part. Iโ€™d be pissed if I caught strangers fucking in my house too. But initiation? Like what? Hazing?

โ€œLook, Iโ€™m sorry aboutโ€”โ€

He raised his hand, silencing me. โ€œYouโ€™re here because Wilder asked me to help out his friend. Apologies are unnecessary. This isnโ€™t about you. Itโ€™s best if you remember that. Show up. Do your job. And there wonโ€™t be a problem.โ€ย 

Before I had a chance to reply, he walked away and disappeared down the hall. Furious, and feeling smaller than I ever had in my entire life I contemplated quitting. I didnโ€™t need to put up with his shit. I could be on site with Jax in an hour if I wanted. I slammed my eyes shut and tried to push down my anger and pride. This job would allow me the time I needed to do my schoolwork. And according to the nursing program advisor Iโ€™d spoken with last week, I had a shit ton of prerequisites I had to complete before I could even apply to the RN program. If it werenโ€™t for Mr. Superiority Complex, this would be the chillest job I could find. And Iโ€™d never find a gig that paid me as well as this did. I groaned and pocketed the business credit card, hating the way Anders had me by the balls.

 


 



 

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