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.”

take it as a compliment that you made an exception

to say is that I realize you called this

you’re shy?” he asked. “You’ve been so blunt and honest since you came to work for

already agreed there’s an attraction, so I won’t pretend you

“Is there a but?”

need to know one vital piece of

his own drink and took another

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 didn’t even offer a hint of a

as hell seemed much longer than that—stood before him as vulnerable as she could be. Quite the juxtaposition to her bold, confident personality in every

had to tell him, yet she’d trusted him

understand if you want to end with the drinks and call your driver to

her hand and sat both of their drinks on the accent table. Turning back to face her, he stepped closer to her and framed her face until