Tangled Temptataion: A one night stand with my boss
lines loomed, creative assets changed by the hour, and the board expected miracles. T
her like a secret before vanishing into a
, its glass walls lined with mood boards, performance charts, and a floor-to-c
t was just the two of them left behind, buried in strategy rev
t, dropping a thick packet of notes onto the table between them. "The
p, tie loosened, a shadow of stubble darkening his jawline. He was too rel
, tone calm. "Paris is filled with seduct
ze. "But fantasy only sells when it feels
ly. "That sounded susp
. "That was
you s
, traitorous somersa
d said, too casually, "You're right, thou
ou're letting me over
he said. "It would be st
off guard, but the sincerity in his voice
ing, and keys clacking. But Ava could feel the static humming under her
nable, and it wa
his chair, rubbing a hand over his face. "I k
lance
d the city, toward the blackness of night and the hu
e of this campaign," Grayson s
or any of this,"
inherited
le
ay that some things run deeper than blood, an
ly turne
nd always tired. I never met my father. Not really. He bail
her. "You ever w
re afraid of the answer than the question. What if h
me as someone af
," she said. "Of giving too mu
hifted between them then as the air changed and the d
stood slowly,
il Ava stepped forward,
ild, hungry, or rushed. It was slow, like an apology wh
ing along her jaw, and she leaned into him li
and when his hands found her waist an
llarbone, and she felt his pulse hammering
ices, they were no longe
" he murmured a
p," she w
her of t
*
barely noticed as she was too focused on the way
d narrowed to just this room an
it wasn't about forgetting.
rgency. Like the answer to their questions
, Ava lay curled in the sheets with Grayson beside her, and for once, the world was still w
im and said. "We ca
," he r
erous," sh
s she paused. "Then wh
hed for her hand, his fingers curling around hers. "Bec
s isn't
ly. "But maybe it'
dn't r
in a long time, she wasn'
he moment, and it scared he