Friction by Emily Snow

I officially suck at adulting.
Recent divorce? Pending lawsuit? A move back to Boston to live with my mom?
Check, check, and triple check.
At least there’s my new advertising job at EXtreme Effects.
I mean, promoting customized sexy-time gear is a little … unorthodox, but it pays the bills.
The only problem? Jace Exley: Former slacker. Smoking hot Brit. The object of my dirtiest fantasies back when we were in high school.
Not only is he still ridiculously gorgeous and filthy fantasy fodder, but he’s also added successful businessman to his list of huge … attributes.
Because Jace is Mr. Extreme himself, AKA my new boss.
And the friction between us?
Well, that’s the only adulting I seem to be winning at.