Chapter 17
Owen walked into Joan’s office the following afternoon. He was less irritable than he’d been for over a week. To be specific, since Ivy had politely tried to break things off with him. He almost winced at the thought because he didn’t get himself into situations where breaking things off was even a passing consideration. Yesterday in her office, he just couldn’t hold back anymore. Even if he tried to convince himself it was nothing more than s*x, he wasn’t that stupid. Oh, the s*x was flat out amazing, but what made it that way was the intense connection that beat as if it had its own heart between them. He hadn’t quite figured out what to do about that, but he was relieved beyond relieved she hadn’t pushed him away yesterday.
Joan glanced up from her desk, her warm brown eyes
