CHAPTER FOUR
The air in Drake’s room sizzled. A mix of hope and disbelief filled Chaney’s eyes. If hope won, he would win, too. He enjoyed winning, and she would be a magnificent prize.
She stared at him with an incredulous expression. “You thought I was married, and you still wanted to see me?”
“See you, yes. Nothing else.”
She didn’t appear convinced. “If I hadn’t agreed to fill in for Gemma?”
“But you did, and you’re here. Not to mention unmarried.” Drake moved closer to Chaney, taking his time to allow her to respond or step away. He slowed further as he drew nearer. “We’ve been given a second chance. Let’s make the most of this opportunity.”
She put her hands on his chest to stop him. “Why don’t you park yourself at the round table and cool down.”
Her anger confused him. He had
