Accidentally Yours, Mr. Kingston

figures occupying every corner, their laughter and chatter highlighting her sense of dislocation. She was here to secur

ne glasses clinking filled the air. Although some familiar faces nodded towards her, no one re

lt the chilling impact of a spilt drink on her arm. Stunned, she raised her head to see a set of sh

ce flushed. He laughed softly, and when she

deep. Isabella's breath caught when he smir

heart pounded as she attempted to recover. Something

out to tender an apology once more. "Miss Reynolds,

g him leave, because of the way he said he

this chance encounter

eeting interaction. Sebastian Kingston had a certain allure, but she had work to do. The way he seemed to take over

e column while he looked around the room. Her feet walked towards him without thinking. As sh

d his glass. He nodded subtly and said,

de an effort to remain calm. "I am trying to e

e to accept that you're not comfortable in your surroundings. You

. His remarks were a disturbing ob

she could respond. "It's not often t

voice to a whisper, she gasped. "

astian. She was wise enough to avoid combining work and play. However, her chest constricted ea

th a possible customer. She kept thinking about Sebastian. What was it about Seb

nger each time he took a step t

ached. Why did this encounter feel mor

er of the gala hall. She squirmed at his questions about her company and the unnerving sharpness in his gaze.

s he stated, "Your company is doing w

eyebrow. "Is that correct? Could you plea

might benefit us both." His breath touched her ear as

't ready for him just yet. However, there was something abo

le to speak, but she was s

an attracted the other part. She tried to focus on the deal she had come to secure, but his prese

nted her once more. They were alone this time. A kn

k went up her arm as his hand suddenly touched hers. He met he

as their fingers touched once more. Was this