A date? A freaking date? That was Devon Mahoney’s only condition in exchange of forsaking one precious percent of his business, which would lead him losing control in the boardroom? After he’d fought nails and tooth against the merger in the first place? That could only conclude one thing.
He was after her. She felt all so very much blonde all of a sudden for not having worked that out earlier. Her female sensors finally figured out that he was not interested in business or anything else. Had never been.
It made sense now, all that s****l innuendos, those sleazy pickup-lines he’d come up with her every time, those numerous heated but pointless arguments he’d coerced her to take part in.
What surprised her though was the lack of the absconding instincts normally triggered inside her wh
