My Sister Hid Her Boyfriend Inside My Marketing Firm Until Her Dinner Party

business, actually. She runs a small clothing boutique, so she understands the grind of seventy-hour weeks.”

“Oh, really?” I asked, my fingers tightening around the edge of my tablet. “What kind of boutique?”

“It is a high-end vintage shop,” he said, holding the printed stack against his chest. “She redesigns classic pieces from the fifties and sixties.continue reading …