It was supposed to be the best day. I was marrying the love of my life–and nothing would ever be the same.
And then he left me at the altar.
Five years later, I get a job offer I can’t refuse. The trouble is, the boss just so happens to be the one who got away…
I donβt know if he hit the emergency brake or I did, but the elevator jolted and we werenβt going anywhere. We were frozen in this place. A place where the past was forgotten and we slipped back into the warm deliciousness of memories.
My fingers slipped through his hair and I pulled him close, quivering from head to toe when I felt the solid wall of muscle pressed against me. His hands took possession of me, sweeping over my hips, gliding over the swell of my breasts and before he even got to my nipples that were swollen and aching for him, I was lost and found, all at the same time.
My mind was filled with two words. Donβt stop.Β
