Why did this have to keep happening to me? Not only to make a dunce of myself in front of Wyatt, now to have done it for a second time! Was this man always going to see me fall flat on my face or ass? He was going to think I was a walking disaster! Most of the time, I guess you could say that I was. I didn’t need to expose those parts of myself, especially to one of New York’s finest moguls. I was already breaking the rules when it came to revealing myself to a client with Greyson. I needed to compile myself better, shield myself from the things I wish to keep inside. Not that I know what I want to stay inside since my memory is on the fritz.
“Lily?”
I was brought out of thought when Wyatt softly spoke my name.
“Oh, yes, I am so sorry. Guess I should pay better attention
