Corinne
This was a bad idea.
Though, of course, it hadn’t seemed that way when I’d agreed to do it.
Leaving Cooper’s office with my head swimming from that mouth of his, I wandered back to my desk and stared blankly at my computer screen for a long time, still savoring the heat of his touch on my skin. He was maddeningly sexy—a great kisser—and so freaking intuitive, he seemed to know exactly what I was thinking and feeling before I did.
I could feel Alyssa watching me from the corner of her eye, could tell that she was wondering what had happened while I was in Cooper’s office. But being the consummate professional she was, she’d never ask me about that during work hours.
Instead, she invited me to lunch, holding in her curiosity as we grabbed our purses and headed to the food court
