Legally Tied 2 You

Legally Tied 2 You

Janis Ross

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Alexa was smart and had the career she always dreamed of having. She had her whole life planned out but what she didn't plan was falling in love with one of her bosses. He wanted her but will she allow them a chance to see what could happen?

Legally Tied 2 You Chapter 1 Being hurt...

Chapter 1

Alexa's pov

Jacob looked at his hand as if I had burnt him then went right back to work. I guess he didn't feel it too. I had to get out of this room, and away from him. I felt like crying.

"Jacob I am going to go out and grab us something for lunch."

He didn't even look up at me. He just told me to go ahead and take an hour for my lunch. After accidently touching me he feels so disgusted he doesn't want me around. I might as well start looking for another job. Maybe I should just leave and not come back.

This job was everything to me. It's not like I made a pass at him. So, our hands accidently touched. I mean that's not a big deal is it? Now I was stressing. I needed this job. It was the only place that took me seriously.

I loved everyone I worked for. I didn't go get lunch I just went home. I couldn't face Jacob again today. I know I'm not beautiful, but am I that ugly? I mean all he did was touch my hand then got all weird.

Was it just because he's my boss? I have never felt like this before. Normally someone not wanting me doesn't bother me. Hell, I'm used to it. So why now does it hurt so badly?

I called Jacob to tell him I wasn't feeling well, and that I wouldn't be coming back in. If he fired me then so be it. I work hard for his family's company. I'm sure I could find another law firm to work for. I went from being hurt to angry.

He told me to enjoy my weekend. Guess that was that. I walked into my apartment and threw myself down on my sofa. What the hell have I done? I needed this job. I lived paycheck to paycheck.

I wasn't going to let some guys run me out. This was my dream. Jacob may be hot, but he was a jerk if he was going to fire me over a little hand touch. I would take today to have a little pity party then it was back to work.

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