Chapter Three
The day that Alexandra Kozak walked into Killian Management was one of the worst Jocelyn had had in weeks, not that any day had been good. There’d been a dozen frustrating ones in a row. Twenty hours a day, the grind was enormous. And everywhere she turned doors were closing before her eyes.
“Maybe it’s fate,” Alex suggested, seeing the warring woman and her weary face, looking nothing like the fresh and vibrant lover she’d at one time enjoyed for erotic rendezvous in downtown hotels. It had been months since they’d made love, and it wasn’t for s*x that Alex had breached the tight security Jocelyn now demanded. Even so, Alex came to her friend’s office looking utterly alluring on purpose. Her blonde hair, freshly cut, fell in soft curls around her face, her gentle blue eyes
