Waiting for It

**Crunch time.** Two words every game developer fears, and I’m living the horror of impossibly long work days, that bleed into weekends. The only upside is spending a lot of that time with my sexy-as-sin boss. I probably shouldn’t sleep with him, but the need for stress relief is real, and so is the size of his… desk. The one we screw on top of. **Then word gets back to my best friend’s brother.** The guy whose house I practically grew up in. Who I thought saw me as a second sister. Talk about jealousy. Though I’m not sure if it’s toward me, or my boss. Apparently they hooked up a few times, too. **One thing leads to another leads to the three of us playing naked Twister without the mat.** But someone else knows about us, and he’s been gunning for my job for a long time. I have two choices—surrender my career and theirs, or surrender my heart and cut them loose.