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“Surprisingly, it was actually pretty fun. I didn’t expect that when I left the house earlier, but I was happy to be wrong.”

Cassie giggled, and I shifted the conversation to her day and she told me hilarious stories about this one particular client she was currently working with to design their dream home.

Later that night, I lay in bed and listened to the sounds of the city. Cars drove by, sirens blared in the distance, music spilled out of one of the late night bars down the street. My blackout curtains were slightly parted and let in the orange and white lights from the street lamps.

I thought about getting up to close the window, but I was distracted thinking about the reunion. I wasn’t lying when I told Cassie I had been surprised by the night. Naturally, my thoughts drifted to Daniel. High school Amy would have been doing the world’s biggest happy dance right now and I couldn’t help but smile into the darkness.

Yes, Daniel was still very much a rich, arrogant asshole. But…the way his voice made me melt like chocolate over a flame was something else entirely. How something as simple as twirling a lock of my hair made my pulse jump. And when he pulled me into his hard, delicious body. My heart rate increased as I got lost in the memory of something in particular being quite hard, too.

I struggled to kick off my blanket as my overheated skin threatened to send me up in flames. I considered pulling out my trusty vibrator from its home in my nightstand drawer, but I was afraid that wouldn’t even take the edge off the lust I had for Daniel.

It wasn’t just an orgasm I needed. Of course I’d been touched, I’d had passion with exes and one-night stands that made me go wild.

But what happened tonight with Daniel… that was something different. There was something in the immediate chemistry between us that just shouldn’t have existed. My body shouldn’t have seemed weirdly attuned to his already. I didn’t even know him! But the idea of sex against the wall of the hallway tonight hadn’t seemed so outrageous in the moment.

Truthfully, I would have gone just about anywhere with him when he had his body pressed against mine, feeling the hard ridge in his pants. It had taken every ounce of power in my being to break out of the unrelenting, lusty trance.

And that… oh my God, was that satisfying to watch the shock and confusion on his face when I started laughing. Even if it was all a lie and I would have gladly stripped naked right then and there for him to show me exactly what he meant.

But I wanted him to feel off kilter. Because I certainly felt off kilter, too. What had started as taking out my annoyance at his arrogance had led to nearly losing myself to his touch. But wealthy people had a way of thinking that the world should bend to their whims.

I would never let myself surrender to a man like Daniel Reed.

I pulled the duvet up again and tucked it tight under my chin, trying to force myself into believing my own thoughts. As I was tossing and turning, beginning to feel less certain, my phone buzzed from a text notification. I grabbed my phone from the nightstand and saw the text was from Diana. Instinctively, I smiled. She was probably the person I was most glad to have talked to tonight.

[Diana 11:05 PM]

Sorry to be texting so late, but I really meant what I said about getting together again to talk. It’s last minute, but would you be free for coffee tomorrow?

[Amy 11:05 PM]

Absolutely! Just let me know when and where.

I snuggled into my bed, not even noticing the sounds outside. I was too busy smiling with renewed hope and trying to rein in my excitement.

Chapter 9

Daniel

Evan,beingtheuncontestedheir of a multi-million dollar conglomerate, certainly had life by the tail. One of the huge benefits was that he had all the time in the world to get involved in other people’s business.

Today, his attention was focused on me. We met in the parking garage and walked into my office together. Evan. Never. Stopped. Talking. It wasn’t my favorite thing about him, if I was being honest, but I found a way to tolerate it, especially when it had nothing to do with me.

“Morning, Madeline. How much longer?” He gestured toward her stomach, which she instinctively touched. Madeline beamed at Evan, who was incredibly friendly and warm. Where I was harsh and too straightforward, Evan knew how to win people over. People were always surprised we were friends.

“Not too much longer. I’ll start leave at the end of the week after I train the temp.”

Madeline kept my complicated world spinning, and I was very nervous for her to go. I felt better that she was training the temporary assistant, at least.

“The temp started? How's it going so far?”

“Yep, he started and is getting briefed by HR. He should be here shortly.”

“Great, bring him by when he arrives, okay?”

“Of course, Mr. Reed.” Madeline nodded, smiling brightly.

“And how are you doing, Madeline? Seriously?”

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