"Oops!" Mhia exclaimed as someone kissed her cheek from behind.
She was busy arranging flowers at the venue for Skyler's company's annual thanksgiving party. It was being held in the same building he owned. The man had allocated a floor for such gatherings. A typical trait of a businessman. Less hassle, less expense.
She glanced at Skyler, who was grinning widely. "What are you doing?" she asked, a bit irritated. She glanced at the other people who were watching them.
He mimicked her. "Don't mind them," he said, facing her.
"It's not about them. We're at work, and right now, you're my client. I don't want our work to be influenced by anything else." She turned back to her task of placing flowers on the makeshift stage. She made sure everything was arranged correctly.
She felt his hand
