Emily Rose POV.
I applied nude lipstick to my lips in the elevator, my thoughts drifting back to the man who had passionately kissed them the night before. Satisfied with my appearance, I exited the elevator and walked down the long corridor on the ground floor.
As I entered the restaurant, the sound of my heels clicking against the polished marble floor echoed around me. Brion had left a note informing me he would be there, so that's where I was headed. I walked in with my head held high and a subtle smile playing on my lips.
What was happening to me? I'd never felt this level of confidence before.
Brion was seated in the middle of the restaurant, facing my direction, with two other men at his side. As I approached the table, all three men rose to their feet.
"I'm glad we could come
