From Boardroom to Bedroom

Date. She really shouldn’t let that term settle in because actual dating wasn’t possible for them. A date would imply there could be more, but other than attraction and flirting...this was all there could be.

Unless she was up front with him with as much as she could be and still not ruin her quest for the downfall of Miranda.

“I’m not naive,” she told him as she took the glass. “I’m also not going to deceive you.”

Well, not any more than she had to.

Nigel held onto his tumbler and raised his brows. “Is there something you think I’ve misunderstood?”

She pulled in a breath and took a sip of her wine before she exposed a very personal truth. “I’ve been focused on my career and trying to grow my design business, so my social life has taken a backseat.”

More like it wasn’t even in the car.

“I want to be the best at any job I do,” she went on. “So dating hasn’t exactly been on my radar.”

a compliment that

is that I realize you

so blunt and honest since

agreed there’s an attraction, so I

“Is there a but?”

know one vital piece of information before you decide

sip of his own drink and

with a

Seven

and waited for her to laugh or tell him she was joking. But those bright eyes continued to hold his and she

virgin. Yet the one woman he’d been craving for days—even though it sure as hell seemed much longer than that—stood before him as vulnerable as she could be. Quite the juxtaposition

she’d trusted him with her most

end with the drinks and call your driver to

back to face her, he stepped closer to her and framed her face until she had