Forever With His Boss Amber Falls Book 2 Rheland Richmond Copyright © 2020 Rheland Richmond All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and events are a product of the author’s imagination. Any similarities to actual persons, living or dead, is pure coincidence. As are any similarities to any businesses, events or locations. All products and brand names mentioned are registered trademarks of their respective holder and or company. I do not own the rights to these, nor do I claim to. Cover Art: Cosmic Letterz Editing: Ann Attwood Editing and Proofreading Service Proofreading: Alphabitz Editing Beta Reading: Megan Dischinger Sign up for Rheland’s newsletter for exclusive content and to learn more about her latest books: https://www.rhelandrichmond.com/newsletter Author’s Notes This book came to me one day when I was writing another story entirely. It was a light bulb moment that Ford and Sawyer needed their whole story and I quickly scribbled down the idea. Over a year later here we are. Every book requires a few people to make it shine: Beau, this book would not be what it is without your input. Skyler for talking me off the ledge a lot. Megan because after being in a book for so long you need fresh eyes, Contents 1. Ford 2. Sawyer 3. Ford 4. Sawyer 5. Ford 6. Sawyer 7. Ford 8. Sawyer 9. Ford 10. Sawyer 11. Ford 12. Sawyer 13. Ford 14. Sawyer 15. Ford 16. Sawyer 17. Ford 18. Sawyer 19. Ford 20. Sawyer 21. Ford 22. Sawyer 23. Ford 24. Sawyer 25. Ford 26. Sawyer 27. Ford 28. Sawyer 29. Ford 30. Sawyer 31. Ford 32. Sawyer 33. Ford 34. Sawyer 35. Ford 36. Sawyer Epilogue Epilogue Sneak Peek - Unedited Also by Rheland Richmond About the Author 1 Ford Sunlight filtered through the blinds and lit up Sawyer’s perfect skin. The urge to stroke his body almost won, but Ford wanted to simply lay there and stare a little while longer. The world was quiet and still. His heart sped up as the man he loved slept right beside him. His deep breathing, in and out, was almost hypnotic. Ford’s eyes traced every inch of a still-sleeping Sawyer’s face, and he couldn’t help the wide grin that spread across his lips. It was probably super cheesy watching your boyfriend sleep, but he honestly didn’t care. The fact that Sawyer was actually his made him want to stand on top of a rooftop and scream so everyone knew it. “Are you going to keep watching me sleep?” Sawyer’s voice was all deep and gruff from his slumber and sounded even sexier—not like he needed any help in that department. “You are very nice to look at.” His eyes travelled down to Sawyer’s exposed chest, and he couldn’t help licking his lips. His man was gorgeous. A light dusting of fine, dark hair spread out under Sawyer’s collarbone, then trailed between his firm pecs to form the happy trail that made its way down his washboard abs, hidden at the moment by the sheet. Ford thought he had the most lickable nipples. “Plus, if you know I’m watching you, you’re technically not sleeping.” “Is that all I am? Eye candy?” Sawyer’s tone was serious, but his beautiful grey eyes danced, betraying his true emotions. At the same time he spoke, he pushed the duvet down, putting his naked body fully on display. Ford lifted his gaze to meet Sawyer’s, and his breath caught at the look in his eyes. He followed Sawyer’s movement as his hand wrapped around his hard cock, and like a hypnotist, he had Ford’s full attention. “When it’s such amazing eye candy, can you blame me?” Ford swallowed and bit his lips just thinking about the feel of Sawyer’s thick cock stretching him, the feel of Sawyer’s weight covering his body, the man’s taste on his tongue. “Besides, showing off like that? I think you want me to look, babe.” Sawyer’s voice deepened, and he crooked a finger. “Come here.” Ford didn’t have to be asked twice. He crawled until he was straddling Sawyer’s hips. “I wish you didn’t have to go.” Ford lowered himself so he was chest to chest with Sawyer. “I know, love”—Sawyer’s arms wound around him—“but I need to go and sort a few things out. I was supposed to go back to New York for Christmas, then again at New Years. It’s February in two days… I think Mark is about to send a rescue party.” “I know.” Didn’t mean he had to like it. Ford loved when Sawyer called him love. It made him feel all gooey inside because it wasn’t just a throwaway word. When he said it, Sawyer meant it. “I know.” He lifted his head so he could look Sawyer in the eye. “It’s just…” He put his head back on Sawyer’s chest and listened to his heart beating. The steady thump-thump soothed him. “I’ll miss you.” Sawyer’s arms tightened around him. “Me too, love. Me too. But I’ll only be gone a couple of weeks, then I’ll be back here as my permanent home base.” “And are you… do you think…?” Ford’s voice trailed off, not sure he wanted to finish his question. He didn't want to sound needy. He wasn’t usually clingy, but Sawyer turned him into an octopus, and he wanted to hold on with all his limbs. “Besides, you’ll be busy. Don’t forget, you need to find an office space for us. Plus, all Larry’s requests need to be reviewed, and he needs closer supervision.” He paused for a moment before adding in as an afterthought, “Oh, and a place for me to live.” Sawyer’s hand trailed up and down his spine. He raised his head from Sawyer’s chest. “Why would you have to get a place? My parents offered you the ‘in-law’ cottage out back.” “Yeah, but are you sure you want me in your pocket so much? We just got started.” Sawyer’s eyes closed, and his chest moved as he breathed in deeply
