The massive indoor practice field was entirely deserted when I walked through the double doors at exactly eight o'clock. The piercing glare of the stadium lights had been turned off, leaving only a few dim emergency bulbs casting long, intimate shadows across the artificial turf.
I had changed out of my crimson power suit, swapping it for a sleek, black silk slip dress and a tailored leather jacket draped over my shoulders. It was a subtle rebellion. For three years, Liam had dictated what I wore, hiding me in oversized collegiate gear. Tonight, I wanted to look exactly like the kind of woman a man would be proud to show off.
"I was starting to think the boss was going to stand me up," a deep, rough voice echoed from the far side of the field.
I turned. Jace emerged from the tunnel lead
