The moment the words are out of my mouth, I know it’s the right choice. Get out of here before I do something—or someone—I’ll regret. Plus, I haven’t seen Jorden. I’m sure she has downed several more flutes of champagne since I left her. She’s going to be drunk and she’ll need my help getting her sloppy self home.
"After all that, you’re going to leave without saying goodbye?"
His voice is warm molasses in my ear, smooth and rich.
I look to my right and see the door. The exit.
And I know immediately that I’m not going to take it.
Dammit. I was so close to doing the right thing for once.
“For a head of security, you’re awfully presumptuous,” I croak.
He arches an eyebrow and laughs. “For a naked woman in my office, you’re awfully feisty.”
“I’m not—Wait.” The words freeze on my tongu
