I was fired by my billionaire boss after puking on his Italian leather shoes. Fortunately, I somehow manage to get a second chance. Unfortunately, that only leads to more problems. Everett Dorsey is everything I don't want. He's too handsome for his--or my--own good. And the only thing more aggravating than watching women fall at his feet is the fact that I dream of being the one on my knees. Begging...