I didn’t want to go to my company’s holiday party, especially not after Vaughn fucking Richards had the audacity to give the promotion I’d earned to his baby brother. Nepotism at its finest. I was a strong, independent woman with more experience and more success. The dude that took my dream job was fresh out of college and got the nervous sweats when addressing the room. Did I mention he was under qualified? It didn’t help that my boss had also been starring in all my naughty fantasies for the last seven years. Between the unrequited attraction and the impenetrable glass ceiling, I’ve decided to leave to work for my friend’s start-up in California. But, oh, I’m going out with a bang. This holiday party has bottomless Bloody Marys, and I’m giving my two weeks’ notice with jingle bells on. I just wasn’t expecting Vaughn Richards to be so determined to make me stay.