*In this small town, everyone talks... and they all know I'm head over heels for my boss.* I didn't know I had a type until he came to town. His charming smile and rough laugh did a number on me. It's the way I found him always looking my way though, with his piercing gaze, that really did me in. We'd share a glance. I'd blush. Then we'd pretend there wasn't sexual tension piled high between us. First it was a look, then it was a touch, then it was late nights after work. He's the owner; I serve drinks at his bar. He comes from money; I live paycheck to paycheck. He told me to kiss him and I did more than that. It happened so fast and I couldn't stop it even though I know I shouldn't have fallen for him. There's too much he doesn't know, including the very reason I could never be with him. What we want doesn't matter, there are some secrets that never let go.