Survival Guide to
Dating Your Boss
Fiona McArthur
MILLS & BOON
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Praise for
Fiona McArthur:
‘MIDWIFE IN A MILLION by Fiona McArthur
will leave readers full of exhilaration.
Ms McArthur has created characters that any reader could fall in love with.’
—Cataromance on
MIDWIFE IN A MILLION
Praise for Fiona McArthur and her fabulous Lyrebird Lake Maternity mini-series:
‘Ms McArthur has created a series that is
powerfully moving and yet filled with characters
that could be any member of your family, because
they’re down-to-earth people who are just human like
everyone else. Thank you, Ms McArthur, for a thoroughly
enjoyable time spent in your world of Lyrebird Lake.’
—Cataromance.com
CHAPTER ONE
TILLY loved Fridays. A leisurely walk down the hill from the hospital after her last shift before days off, that first salty sniff of the ocean at the end of Hill Street, and the bonus of Mrs Bennett, immaculately made up on her front porch as she waited for her girlfriends to arrive for Friday afternoon tea.
Tilly adored Mrs Bennett and her friends. Once famous sopranos in chic dresses, designer shoes and such lovely smiles, these ladies made Tilly believe in life getting better and better.
And they never mentioned men. She really liked that.
She couldn’t wait to lift her window at the back of the house and hear the soaring notes of Verdi and Puccini from the porch at the back of Mrs Bennett’s house—it always made her smile.
Tilly wondered if Mrs Bennett pulled her window shut when Tilly and her friends had their more rowdy parties.
Maybe she was strange to prefer the company of older ladies to boys her own age but risking your heart to a fickle man in the scramble to find ‘the one’ seemed much more insane to Tilly. Of course, she’d been a slow learner with two bad experiences in twelve months until Ruby had pointed out her ‘pattern of disaster’.
Older men. She’d always been attracted by the big boys in senior school while she’d been a junior, then those in university while she’d been a senior, and now those who were out of their twenties when she’d just reached them. Searching for approval from the father she’d never known perhaps? That’s what Ruby said.
Tilly sighed. Boys her age just seemed a little … insubstantial. She would just stay away from them completely.
The waft of real scones and Mrs B.’s Sydney Royal Easter Show winning marble cake dissipated the tendrils of regret and Tilly shook herself. It was Friday. Yay!
‘Afternoon, Mrs B.,’ Tilly called as she approached.
‘Matilda. Lovely to see you.’
‘Is that window sticking again?’ Tilly
