Ava poured the wine slowly, her fingers brushing Liam’s hand as she passed him the glass. She had nit stopped staring at him since he arrived. She knew he was no fool. She wanted him to know her intention of he hadn't already guessed.
They were alone in her penthouse — skyline behind them, shadows dancing across the glass walls.
He was turning out to be better than she had imagined. A worthy opponent and partner.
“You haven’t said a word since the board meeting,” she said.
He watched her. “Still wondering if I can trust you.”
She turned, unbuttoning her jacket slowly. “If you can’t… make sure I’m worth the risk", she murmured huskily.
He watched her with a glint in his eyes.
She stepped closer.
Liam kissed her like a man who hadn’t felt anything real in months.
It was fire. Co
