The office is dead silent because Tedi is running late. Her personality fills the space when she’s here.
I’m sitting at my desk, stewing after last night. The Fury won their game and Aiden scored two goals. At one point, I swear he looked at me in the suite, but it could have been my imagination. It has to be my imagination. Although on New Year’s I felt that pull toward him, felt that he had some interest, I’m sure it was only to get in my pants. Now he just needs me to throw a drink in his face.
There’s a knock on the door, and since I’m the only one here, I walk over and peek through the side glass. Aiden stands there with a folder in his hand, wearing low-slung jeans and a T-shirt with an open hoodie. His hair is styled to a messy perfection, and those dark eyes are smiling at me. Go
