Taste of Love by N. Slater

Between working at the café and studying for my zoology degree, there’s little time for anything else. Except, of course, fantasizing about the silver fox that walks into the café every morning for his cup of coffee. Unfortunately, Mr. Raphael Pierce kind of owns the building I work in. If that wasn’t bad enough, when he catches me at the end of my rope, he offers his home.
I want his hospitality to mean something more but he’s my boss’ boss’ boss. Maybe even that guy’s boss. We can’t possibly be a match made in heaven, can we?
However, when he tells me that what anyone else thinks doesn’t matter?
Maybe, just maybe this can work.