7
After my gut stopped churning and my face cooled, there was one thought that beat out a staccato rhythm against my ribs.
Yes.
I had nothing to lose and a wonderful night with a hot guy to gain. So what if it was just one night, or just for a week? I didn't want long-term with Reece Kavanagh. I was spying on him for Christ's sakes. Anything more than a fling would bring me closer to revealing the truth. One or two nights here and there while we worked together I could do.
I nodded and he grabbed my hand without warning. He was gentle yet insistent as we wove our way through the crowd. A few whispers followed us, but I couldn't hear what they said. We didn't see Ash, didn't speak to anyone. Once outside, a chauffeur driven limo stopped alongside us. I was dimly aware of a bulb flashing
