"What are you doing here?" James' face was bewildered. He knew that his suit was on the way here but he did not expect who brought them into his suite. He would have to address this issueto the hotel staff for making his secretary do it.
"I called them, I mean the laundry and pressing department and they told me that it was not ready so I went there until they prioritized it. I don't want that to be the cause of a delay for the party. I hope you do not mind."
It was Sylvie.
His secretary was wearing nothing, perhaps underneath that satin robe compliment from the hotel. He swallowed hard and tried to be logical and rational, but men will always be men. Whose anatomy was made to be weak when faced with womwn as seductive and as welcoming as her. Will power and commitment had just taken
