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I sent off my reply i

Next I did the s--actually a bit astonished at my burst of desire to clean I hadn’t cleaned like this inthat first e- blog posts, was drivingthe s, I pulled onhair up into a ponytail and decided to burn off y with a 5k run

I was almost out the door when someone knocked I pulled it open and started in shock

Filling up my doorith all of his masculine beauty was Adam Drake In the very solid flesh He wore jeans, a casual short-sleeved black button-down shirt and designer aviator sunglasses He was leaning against the doorframe on one hand and I couldn’t tear my eyes away from his firm bicep He looked even more delicious than he had the day I’d met him at the hotel

"Um," was all I said How the hell did he knohere I lived? So tickled at the back of my memory--a hurriedly scrawled address on the back of the nondisclosure agreened My heart started its furious staccato I could feel it in my throat, enuine smile this time, not that sarcastic bullshit "Hi May I come in?"

I hesitated My apartuy probably had aBalboa Island Worth at least five or six million, probably more He probably had his own boat in a slip and he lived just down the street froendary hoer than my entire studio

"It’s okay, Mia I just want to talk"

This was a far cry froaze through the shades and then he reached up and pulled the the wrist flashed in the sunlight I blinked and, not believing what I was doing, I stepped back and let hiht me at a bad tio running"

I frowned How had he known that? Sure I was dressed in exercise clothes but how did he knoasn’t headed for the gym instead? Then I re Maybe he’d read it there?

He entered slowly, lanced around the roo eaze settled on my old rattletrap computer At least I’d been able to swap out that old blocky CRT raded his systeiven me his hand-me-down But it was still a source of shaers dug into my arms where I held the here, Mr Drake?"

His gaze ain "I’d like to knohy you’ve changed yourfor his hard sell "I don’t believe I’oodness of my heart I will say that Heath is the one who chose you, notthrough with this Just with a different person"

His expression remained completely neutral but there was a speculative look in his eyes "Because of our conversation last Thursday?"

I blinked "No I wasn’t terribly impressed by that conversation, but that’s not the reason"

His eyes narrowed "Don’t I deserve to knohy, then?"

I shiftedto the other and looked down "Because of who you are"

He nodded as if expecting that answer "Yes, I wondered when that would come up I was surprised there was no discussion of it at theand didn’t surmise that Bowman hadn’t told you until after it was over It wasn’t by my choice that you didn’t know"

I cleared my throat, suddenly uncomfortable "Heath Bowman is my closest friend I don’t believe heas so that you and I have in common But it’s a conflict of interest"

He nodded but didn’t say anything and for a longme that I hadn’t eaten yet