After Megan left, Samantha tidied the living room, stacking magazines neatly and fluffing the pillows.
Her mind, however, wasn’t on the mundane task. It was on Ethan—his piercing gaze, his commanding presence, and the intoxicating possibilities he represented.
Needing to clear her head, Samantha decided to take a long shower. The hot water settled over her, loosening the tension in her shoulders but doing little to quiet the buzz in her mind.
Stepping out, she wrapped herself in a towel and padded to the bedroom, her thoughts still lingering on Ethan and their upcoming meeting.
She froze when she saw Daniel sitting on the edge of the bed, struggling to loosen his tie.
“You’re home early,” she said casually, walking to her dresser.
Daniel looked up, offering her a tired smile. “It w
