His Heart Her Secret

ed a trick of hormones and fiction. He believed in numbers, contracts, and results. Not stolen glances or late-night phone calls. So when his long-time friend and business

dn't expec

ds were tied up in a loose bun, and the way she adjusted her glasses before standing up to greet him almost made Liam forget how to speak. Almost. "Good afternoon, Mr. Aragon.

ner labels or layers of makeup. But there was something in her energy... grounded, almost gentle. She smiled at every staff member that walked by. She