Attraction is involuntary.
Beth had read that somewhere once, a magazine maybe, some self-help article, something she had scrolled past and not thought about until now, sitting on the edge of her bed at a quarter to midnight, with cold feet and humiliation still warm on her face.
Attraction is involuntary. What we do about it is choice. s**t!
That didn’t sit well with her at that very moment. Because it made her responsible for everything that was happening. She had made a choice. Hell, she had made several choices where Santiago Burns was concerned, and her choices were beginning to bite.
Tonight she had made a choice, and it had taken her barefoot in only her sleep shirt into a man's office with hope she hadn't even known she was carrying until he ordered her to leave his office.
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