Chapter Two
Natalie
Late. Again.
Lips pursed, I hurried down the hallway toward my employer’s office, the thick runner carpet hushing my sandals. I had stayed up late, pushing to finish up the latest project Lily had given me of organizing the upcoming dinner to raise funds for her non-profit foundation, but my drunken sister’s even later arrival had created enough drama to keep me staring at the dark ceiling into the early morning hours.
Lily appreciated my drive to please, but I doubted she would smile over my arriving late to her home three days in a row because of my hungover sister. If only she’d gotten her a*s out of bed the first time I’d called—
“Oomph!”
I slammed into a hard wall of flesh, bouncing back—and onto my butt. Jerking my gaze upward, my mind blanked over the tall
