Chapter Three
SHE BARELY REMEMBERED the conference. Everyone else claimed the lectures and workshops were fascinating. Before they entered the series of rooms where the events were taking place, Nick demanded her phone number so he could send her messages. She complied, happy to do anything for him.
Heather kept finding herself staring at Nick who ran one of the workshops. She changed her schedule just so she could watch him lecture, even though she didn’t retain a word of it. After it was over, she decided to be bold and went up to him to ask for additional information.
Somehow he managed to pull her aside into one an alcove hidden away from the crowd. There was no reason to resist as he shoved his hand up under her skirt. She opened up her stance so his finger could slip up into her p
