My whole body froze the second my eyes met his. It felt like hell froze over with me. I just stared at him—eyes wide.
"If it isn’t the precious secretary. What are you doing here, Cassidy North?" he asked, striding closer with his hands in his pockets.
Even off-duty, the man screams “work.” Black shirt, black slacks—so casual yet still so calculated. Even his dark hair and eyes match the vibe he gives off. D-A-R-K.
Shit!
This wasn’t supposed to happen.
Tamara will kill me if she finds out I just busted her plan!
What do I do? Pretend I don’t know who he’s talking about? Fake a faint? Run for it?
Fudge!
“Mr. Eros,” I chuckled awkwardly. “What a pleasant surprise. It’s good to see a familiar face here,” I added, forcing a grin.
“Johnny didn’t mention he brought you with him,” he sai
