Confession One: I was a klutz. I thought I’d grow out of it, but evidently I didn’t.It’s not fun to look like a fumbling toddler when you’re twenty-six.Confession Two: I had a standing appointment at the local ER. It wasn’t by choice that I knew all the doctors names–it was necessity.But that was about to change.Confession Three: I hated the sun yet I lived in LA where it always shone. I supposed that was one plus to being sent to New York for the next eight weeks.That was until I got there.Arm veins, dimples, and THE sexiest voice known to man were my weakness,and he had every single one of them.Confession Four: He was my new boss. I could control myself though, right?The city of dreams… a klutz’s worst nightmare.Eight weeks. A klutz. And a drool worthy boss.What did you get when you crossed a klutz with a GQ model lookalike?I was about to find out.

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