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.”

compliment that you made an exception for

would,” she laughed before pulling in a deep breath. “What I’m trying to say is that I realize you called this evening a date and

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

“We’ve already agreed there’s an attraction, so I won’t pretend you don’t hit every

“Is there a but?”

to know one vital piece of information before

a sip of his own drink and took another step closer

never been with

Seven

for her to laugh or tell him she was joking. But those

virgin. Yet the one woman he’d been craving for days—even though it sure as hell seemed much longer than

hadn’t had to tell him, yet she’d trusted him with her most personal piece of

want to end with the drinks

hand and sat both of their drinks on the accent table. Turning back to face her,