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But after the day I’ve had, to feel seen is...everything.
“I don’t know you,” I say. “But you seem sincere to me and I believe you didn’t do what they’re saying. I hope your brother listens.”
“Thank you.” Daniel nods. “I appreciate that.”
“I should get back to work now.” I try to ignore the cosmic little tingle of awareness that shoots through my body. Oh boy, I definitely haven’t felt like this in a while.
He’s hot. It’s a natural reaction. But this guy has got more baggage than Southern Cross Station... And so do you, at the moment. Eye on the prize.
“Uh, good luck with your speech,” I add with a nod. Daniel’s dark gaze stokes the fire in my belly as he watches me. I want to stay and bask in that intensity a little longer, let that pleasant feeling roll through my body like warm water.
“You’re a little...” He steps closer, his hands going to the buttons on my shirt. In my haste, I’ve done them up wrong. “Mismatched.”
He pushes one button through its hole, and then another. My breath stutters in my chest—and I’m frozen like an ice sculpture. But inside I’m molten. Wanting. Burning. His hands don’t even touch my skin as he corrects the buttons, but it feels so startlingly erotic he might as well be sliding my underwear down my legs.
There’s something so intimate. So sensual.
But the moment is shattered when the door to the closet is suddenly pushed open and a bright flash goes off in our faces. “What the...?”
“Daniel!” A male voice cuts through my fog.
But there’s another flash, then another. Spots dance in my vision and I blink, trying to see through the lights. The voices come all at once.
“What are you doing with this young woman? Is this another one of your mistresses? Are you still seeing your brother’s wife?”
I’m reeling as Daniel slams the supply closet door shut. He leans back against it and lets out a groan of frustration. Outside, voices shout his name again and again.
Something tells me this humiliating day isfarfrom over.
CHAPTER FOUR
Daniel
FUCK.THISISthelastthing I need.
I rake a hand through my hair, trying to formulate a plan. My mind whirrs like a broken machine, unable to get a grip on any one thought. It was bad enough having everyone think I’m screwing my brother’s wife, and now they think they’re catching mein flagrantewith a catering waitress.
Ava looks at me with wide eyes. I’m guessing she’s mid-to late twenties, and in spite of the dull uniform, she’s gorgeous—unusual copper-flecked eyes, full lips, a body made for sin. Her fair skin is pink around her cheeks and neck...dammit. EvenIwould think we’ve been up to no good.
Why can’t I be stuck in here with a woman who looks like my grandmother?
“Do they think we’re...?” She glances at the door. “Surely not.”
I let out a bark of a laugh. In my life, there is always someone looking to take advantage. I can’t help but appreciate that she seems shocked by this. Intrusiveness is something I’ve come to accept as my norm, and it’s refreshing to be around people who bring me back to reality.
“If there wasn’t a whiff of something sordid, nobody would be standing outside that door,” I drawl. “What better way to get clicks than to catch someone like me undressing a woman in a closet?”
I should really keep my mouth shut. Because now I’m wondering what it would be like to push her against the shelves and plunder that sweet little mouth. To hear what her voice sounds like when she croons into my ear. To feel her curves beneath my palms.
You’re in enough trouble already.
She blinks. “But we’re only talking. I mean, granted I did have my top off, but it wasn’t for pleasure and you didn’t really seethatmuch.”
I saw enough.
If this whole situation hadn’t come at the worst possible moment, I would be laughing. The universe has turned my life into a circus. Unfortunately, as much as I would prefer to laugh it all off, this whole mess could have serious bottom-line consequences.
Why would anyone trust a CEO to manage a company when he can’t even manage his own image?
