We headed down the hall toward the meeting room, the one they use for all their serious s**t.
The second I stepped inside, all eyes locked on me. The air was so thick with tension I could practically choke on it.
Everyone was already there. Even Monalisa, or whatever the hell she calls herself, was sitting at the front, glaring at me like I’d personally ruined her life.
Up front, Derek sat looking surprisingly calm. Thank God he wasn’t throwing one of his fits.
Then my eyes found the boss. Of course, he looked hotter than sin, rocking those tight-ass pants and a green shirt that clung to him like it had a personal vendetta against my sanity. He was staring right at me, his eyes dark and intense. When his gaze dropped to my chest, I swear I felt a shiver run through me. Was he into me,
