Olivia Westview
As I stepped through the entrance of the building, I felt the lingering warmth of Anthony’s touch on my cheek, where he had kissed me goodbye. It was meant to be a friendly gesture, nothing more. But as I moved toward the elevators, I couldn’t help but blush at the thought, my heart racing in a way I didn’t want to acknowledge. It was weird, but I just shrugged it off. I had to push the memory away; I couldn’t afford to dwell on it, especially not today.
Today was the first day of the merger meetings in New York, and that thought alone sent a shiver of nerves down my spine. My stomach twisted as I rode up to the conference floor. I’d be spending the week in close proximity to James again—my boss, the man I was trying so hard to keep my feelings for at bay.
Even though we
