Fifteen minutes later, Kane found her standing by the floor-to-ceiling glass doors, staring out at the pool.
The morning sun had climbed higher now, scattering silver reflections across the water. Beyond the glass, the estate looked almost impossibly peaceful. Inside, however, Nica stood with her arms wrapped around herself, trying to regain control of the thoughts she had been running from since breakfast.
She still couldn't believe what she had said.
Love potion.
Of all the things she could have said, that was what came out.
And Kane's answer had made it worse.
She heard footsteps behind her.
Kane had changed. The robe was gone, replaced by dark jeans and a simple gray henley. Without the formal clothes and controlled presence of the CEO, he looked strangely at home in his own spa
