ghter shade, the heat of embarras

ed short, her eyes going wide as she took in the scene-Dayna caugh

stepped back, regaining her composure and clearing her throat. "W

voice. "There's a meeting about

composed. "You should get going," he

Zayne falling in

ng with excitement. She whispered, "Oh my gosh, Dayna, you two looked a

am in Clara's eyes. "Didn't you say there's

, I swear I'll knock first," Clara p

k, thoughts swirling. The memory

rimand. Did he treat her with such

cusing on the presentation. Midway through, Clara quietly

ed over,

over. He said to use it on your cheek before it leaves

smile, tucking the ointment

es and purse, more than ready to head home-wh

ou have time for d

ent had been with Roberts Group for years. She

er with a polite smile. "Ms. Roberts,

tly lit private room-only for her

her with a familiar smile, dresse

ice warm and far too inviting.

e kept her tone cool.

a deal with Mr. Powell, but he had a last-minut

oor. "If that's the case, I'll have to e

, the door c

ent. "What, you're not even going to have a conversation with me? I know

nching. "I'm married now, Mi

e edges. "You promised you'd stand by me unt

ient histor

hoping to end it, but Michael wo

and locking his arms around her waist

as a waiter entered with a tray

ugh the open doorway, she caught

p, his entourage h

the group quietly down the corrid

impenetrable as winter stone. His eyes we

l only tightened his grip, fingers digging in as if he wanted ev

-trying to show the world D

gotten into you?" Dayna hissed,

tled, always in control-but right now, a storm passe

in curling his lips, as if

n them crackling with tension. The two men faced each othe

nt's voice cut through the tension, low

with defiance. "Dayna is mine. Sooner or

is eyes turned hard as steel, a quiet threat swi

nt closed the distance, claiming her ha

ck. Without warning, he captured her lips in a searing, p