Mira Perrin leaped into a nearby aisle at the first sight of her sexy boss, Jeremy Rain. There were plenty of stores on the glitzy Atlanta strip that suited his expensive tastes. But no, no, no, he just had to make an appearance at The Dollar Place, the nightshift job that helped her pay the bills. For an entire year, she’d worked as a file clerk at the radio station he owned, filing papers in the large, downtown office. Dealing with inflated egos and bossy producers. She would’ve quit a long time ago, but she couldn’t afford to behave recklessly now. She had her uncle to think about. He needed help paying for his expensive medication, and dammit, she wouldn’t let him down! She crouched down next to the shelf and peered around the corner. He stood in the next aisle shuffling through a handful of children’s notebooks. She pinched her lips together as she regarded him. He looked so damn good. Tall, muscled, and fine. Dirty blond hair fell around a lean face that held intense, hazel eyes.
