MickyI slept restlessly, unable to shake the imprint of Nick Halden from my body. No one—not even Eric—had made me feel as wanton as Nick had the night before…and in public! I had been about sixty seconds away from doing enough to get arrested. I could only imagine how much Lila would have shaken her head at that.
Regardless, I forced myself out of bed and into the office then buried myself in proofreading all of the event handouts when Brittany called from reception.
"This is Micky."
"Someone must have an admirer. You have an amazing delivery."
"Oh, thank you."
I walked toward reception with a mix of excitement and dread. Of course, Nick must have sent flowers. However, I didn't feel like answering a pack of questions from Brittany, who would tell the entire office her version of my
