When I was sick last weekend, he stopped by with chicken soup. He was a junior partner in the copyright division of my law firm, and I wasn’t exaggerating-he seriously was the best.
I’d been seeing Oliver Blake for about a month now, even though we’d been friends for nearly five years. I’ll bring you back the fresh tuna tacos you love. Oliver came around my desk and kissed the top of my head on his way out.
You’re finally getting back in the good graces of the named partners. I had to call his secretary Liz to get the details." He opened my door without knocking while I was on a conference call, made me put my client on hold mid-sentence, and then barked something about three o’clock in the executive conference room and walked out. Pittman asked me to do a presentation for a new client. I sighed and waved at the papers strewn across my desk. I’m not going to be able to go to lunch today. Somehow, I managed to make it through my presentation ignoring his intense stare.Īlthough it was impossible to ignore all the dirty things he whispered into my ear right after I was done.īut there was no way I was giving him another chance, especially now that he was a client My coffee spilled, my files tumbled to the ground, and I almost lost my balance.īecause the gorgeous man crouched down and looking at me like he wanted to eat me alive, was none other than my ex, Gray Westbrook.Ī man who I'd only just begun to move on from.Ī man who my heart despised-yet my body obviously still had other ideas about.Ī man who was as charismatic and confident as he was sexy. Until I walked into the conference room and collided with the man I was supposed to pitch. Until the big boss asked me to make the pitch for a prospective new client.Īfter two years on shaky ground at work because of my screw up, an opportunity to impress the senior partners was just what I needed.
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