The first time I met Merrick Crawford was during my job interview.Well, technically, I'd met him twenty minutes earlier when he'd barged into a fitting room a few doors down from my appointment.I yelled. He yelled. After an argument while standing in my bra, I proceeded to smash the door into the gorgeous jerk, trying to yank it shut.As you might imagine, I was freaked out when I discovered that the rude guy was my potential new boss.Yet he didn't seem to recognize me. Or so I thought... Until we wound up bickering again during my interview and he told me to go sniff my armpit.Okay, so maybe I hadn't exactly been changing when he walked in on me. In my defense, I'd been stuck on a hot train for two hours and wanted to make sure I didn't smell.I obviously didn't expect to get the job. But somehow an invitation to a second interview arrived in my inbox.Before I left, I asked to see Merrick. I needed to know why I was even in consideration after our disastrous start.Turned out, Merrick only wanted to hire me because I was the least competent candidate. It seemed his board was making him fill the position, against his wishes.I didn't really want to work in a place where my boss expected me to fail. But I figured maybe I'd enjoy proving him wrong. It was a little thing I dubbed the boss project.What I wasn't prepared for was that there would be other things I'd enjoy doing to Merrick Crawford.Getting involved with the boss wasn't the smartest choice.But you know what they say about choices: Some we regret, some we are proud of. I just had no idea where this one was going to land.