"Where are my manners? Would you like something to drink?"
"Uhm...yes, do you have vodka?" Evan asked with his deep voice and honest eyes, but it was amazing she could sense a devilish grin emerging from his calm disposition.
"Coming right up on the rocks." Gwen recanted as she laughed, feeling an electric force jolt through her body. Her stomach tightened when he ran a sensual gaze over her face.
Evan loved her wit and their friendly banter, unrehearsed yet natural. Gwen's smile was sexy.
"You know I was expecting your uncle, and I wouldn't dare offer vodka to him during work hours. But since it's you, I'm sure you can handle a little alcohol in the afternoon hours," she said, laughing.
"Now, what would Uncle Edmond think of me for doing something so irresponsible while on the job
