The conference room door opened and a man appeared in the entrance. Tall and broad with raven hair, he stood there, taking in the room, dressed in a tailored suit, and an aura of power. His presence transformed the mood of the group, electricity suddenly darting around the table.
Lauren couldn’t breathe because there was no question this was her one-night stand. Her stranger. Her Matt was Matthew Monroe and her new boss. This couldn’t be happening. It was an absolute nightmare. She softly inhaled and then discreetly exhaled.
Even more potent than she remembered, his presence wrapped around her like a tight glove. A comparison came to mind… He reminded her of a tiger on the prowl, a businessman with money and purpose. His fluid movements were both confident and menacing. Everyone in the room seemed to sit up an inch higher in their chairs.
And she remembered their differences. Though she was a competent businessperson, they were from different worlds. If he was caviar, she was a sardine. Tyler greeted him with a smile. “We were just talking about this great opportunity you maneuvered for us.”
The room filled with cheers but Lauren couldn’t participate. She felt like melting into the ground or bolting. Yet, escape without recognition simply wasn’t possible. As if driving the point home, Tyler focused on Lauren. “Matt, let me introduce you to our new associate. This is Lauren Reynolds.”
The moment of truth had arrived.
For what felt like a lifetime, Matt stared at Lauren, yet, his face showed no emotion. Her chest tightened as a flash of memories played in her mind. Of him touching her. Pleasing her. Tasting her. His eyes darkened and she knew he was thinking the same things. Destiny had played a nasty trick on her. Really, on both of them. Her one night of pleasure had come back to haunt her. Like a punishment for living a little.
Then, abruptly he walked toward her, a predatory gleam in his eyes. Without any options, she turned in her chair to watch as he stopped beside her.