Forbidden Office Daddy: May December Romance Series by Carmen Falcone

This May, some of your favorite
steamy romance authors
will gather their dirty minds to bring you
a selection of hot older men
who won’t let a little thing like age
stand in the way of claiming
their feisty younger women.
Age is nothing but a number,
and these sexy alpha heroes
know true love when they see it.
They’re older, wiser, and know how to satisfy
ALL of their woman’s needs.

Forbidden Office Daddy
May December Romance
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Carmen Falcone

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After breaking up with his longtime girlfriend, Nate Collier dives into work, but his carefully crafted life gets disrupted when his loyal assistant comes back from vacation with a new look—a new, irresistible look and a sexy attitude that make him feel sinfully tempted, even though he knows he can’t have her. Why? Because he can’t date his employees and break his own rule. Besides, she’s way younger and he doesn’t want that kind of trouble.

Manuela Gomes always had a crush on her hot boss. When he breaks up with his girlfriend, she takes the opportunity to reinvent herself—in more ways than one. She goes through a makeover, but also decides to show him that she’s a contender for his now-available heart. She’ll make him see she’s been under his nose all along—and she’s more than ready to be under his body, on top of him, and anywhere else he’ll have her.

Manuela has had a crush on her boss for a long time, but he’d been in a relationship. Now he wasn’t and after taking some time off Manuela returns to work with a totally new look. It’s not just her boss who notices but he is her priority.

Nate Collier is impatiently waiting for his assistant to show up. She was normally early, today’s showings were important and Manuela is the only one in the office who speaks Portuguese. When she does show up she looks totally different and Nate’s surprised to see she is the woman he was admiring earlier from his office window.

This is a favorite scene as they head to the first of the homes they were showing today.

“Are you ready?” Nate asked. Manuela nodded, and she stepped into his car. She’d driven with him plenty of times before, but today, somehow it felt different.

She’d be interpreting for Mrs. Clarice Sampaio, a client, and she lived in a nearby beachfront town a couple of hours from Tulip. She’d met Clarice a few times before, and the quirky Brazilian lady had taken a liking to her.

“We’ll meet her at the first home she wants to see,” he said.

“Sounds good. Do you know how long we’ll be gone for?” she asked, glancing at the heavy traffic. Her fat cat Gustavo had a very strict eating schedule, and he usually ignored her for days if she dared feed him late. She’d tried the self-feeder, but Gustavo was too naughty to fall for it. Should she text her neighbor and ask her to feed him later? Traffic could be such a bitch.

“Why? Do you have somewhere to go?”

“A prior commitment, yes,” she said, hoping her mysterious tone would make him wonder. Damn it, she’d seen the way he’d looked at her today. He would never admit to it, but in the worst-case scenario, he liked her new look, and in the best-case scenario, he wanted her. Badly. Achingly. The same way she wanted him. Dream, girl. Dream. “With Gustavo.”

“Gustavo, huh? Is that a family member?”

She licked her lips. He definitely considered himself the head of the household. “No.”

He gave her a sideways glance. “Friend?” “Nope.” He drummed his fingers on the console, looking at the line of cars ahead of them. Thankfully they’d left with enough time, otherwise they’d be late. “Who is Gustavo? Amuse me. Traffic sucks as usual.”

The image of her lazy Maine coon lounging on his bed by the window came to mind. He observed people walking by and looked at them with a mix of disdain and interest, like he quietly judged them. “He’s all right. A bit self-absorbed, but we get along well.”

“I never heard of him,” he said, a twinge of annoyance in his voice.

She had mentioned she had a cat in the past, but she doubted he knew his name.

“You never asked.”

“Is it serious?”

Should she say it? A surge of excitement traveled up her spine. “We’re living together, so pretty serious.”

“What?” he asked, turning his head to look at her. An expression of complete surprise and frustration filled his face. “What do you mean? How long?”

“Not that long,” she said. “Why do you care?” she asked, lifting her chin, a part of her defying him to come to terms with the truth. Why else would he care? They were never friends. He appreciated her work, but never let her in his circle. Not that she’d ever have tried back then—he was taken, and Megan wasn’t a bad person.

But now…

He was single, and all too interested in her love life.

Excitement surged through her. Could this be happening? Him, wanting her? What if she were more aggressive? The idea played in the back of her head. Just dressing sexier wouldn’t make it—not in this lifetime. He probably was aware of his attraction for her, but unless she made it obvious she felt the same way—and wanted to act on it, nothing would change.

And fuck it, she wanted—needed it to change.

“I don’t care,” he said, shuffling in his seat like her question made him uncomfortable. “I mean I do, but only because I don’t want to see you hurt. You said he’s self-absorbed.”

“Yes, but no one is perfect, right? Why did you break up with Megan?” she asked, landing the ball in his court. She’d wondered, but he never gave her anything deeper than the “didn’t work out anymore” spiel. Besides, if there was a deal-breaking reason as to why he wouldn’t be a good boyfriend, she needed to know.

He fixed his sunglasses. “Didn’t work anymore.”

Same old excuse. She rolled her eyes, grateful that they were in a moving car so he wouldn’t be able to leave this conversation. “I don’t buy that. You were with her for years.”

“She wanted to get married.”

“The natural course of things in many relationships. And you didn’t.”

“I don’t oppose getting married…but not to her. She’s a great person, and it’s my fault I led her on and didn’t consider what she wanted. I really like her, but I don’t feel strong feelings.”

“Like you would beat up a stranger at a grocery store for her?”

“What?”

She chuckled. “I’m a pacifist. I swear I’m not hitting anyone. I’m just saying—you know that high, when you’re so into someone, you do something completely crazy for them.”

He watched her in silence, like he cataloged her facial features one by one, then a smile curled his sexy lips. “You’re an interesting person, Manuela.”

She licked her lips. He had no idea…
Carmen Falcone. Forbidden Office Daddy (Kindle Locations 177-220). Kindle Edition.

Nate’s reaction when he discovers Gustavo isn’t a live in boyfriend but her cat is priceless.

Lots of fun, flirting before these two begin to sizzle off the pages.

I’m going to have to check out some of the other author’s books in this series.

5 Contented Purrs for Carmen!

More May December Romance!

Carmen Falcone

Carmen Falcone learned at an early age that fantasizing about fictional characters beat doing math homework any day. Brazilian by birth and traveler by nature, she moved to Central Texas after college and met her broody Swiss husband–living proof that opposites attract.

She found in writing her deepest passion and the best excuse to avoid the healthy lifestyle everyone keeps talking about. When she’s not lost in the world of romance, she enjoys spending time with her two kids, being walked by her three crazy pugs, reading, catching up with friends, and chatting with random people in the checkout line.

She loves to procrastinate, so please indulge her and drop her a line. For more info, visit her website.


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