Bree's POV
My heart stopped as my hands flew to my chest at the sight of Lorenzo. He was the last person that I expected to see here.
Indeed, I didn't expect to see him at all. I thought he was just a figment of my imagination. Besides, he was just about to get married. What the hell was he doing in a clubhouse like that? Why did he ask for a private dance with another woman when he had one awaiting their wedding day?
Grinning from ear to ear, he slouched on his chair and waved me over and I bit my lower lip, wondering what to do.
Run? Could I just turn around and run away from the room without looking back? Or should I walk up to him and tell him that I can't offer him what he's asking for?
But my Boss. If any of the thoughts that lurked in my heart became a reality, it'd have driven
