The second she stepped inside my office, I reached past her and slammed the heavy oak door shut. The lock engaged with a definitive thud.
"What is this, Julian?" she hissed, turning on her heel. "You dragged my team across the city for a power play? If you want to flex your ego, do it on your own time. I have a child to get home to and a—"
I didn't let her finish. I moved with a speed that caught her off guard, my hands finding her waist and pinning her back against the door.
"You talk too much, Katia," I growled.
I didn't give her a chance to argue. I claimed her lips with a hunger that had been rotting me from the inside out since the moment I saw her in that hallway in Vegas. I expected a slap. I expected her to shove me away.
Instead, I felt her hands fly to the back of my neck, h
