NATE RAN A HAND THROUGH his hair and powered off his computer. He couldn’t do any more tonight. His brain was fried, and now that he’d smelled Emily’s beautiful fruity scent, his mind was filled with her smiling face.
Not great when you were trying to design a forty floor skyscraper.
He pulled on his jacket, loosened his tie and undid the top button on his shirt with a groan. As he moved towards the door, his back ached across his shoulder blades and he stretched his back until he heard the joints give a pop.
“Argh. Better.”
He strolled towards the elevator and saw Emily look behind her as the doors dinged open and she hurried inside.
A grin tugged up his lips as he increased the speed of his stride to step into the lift just as the doors slid shut.
He heard her sharp intake of breat
