Crossing Paths: One Night with the Billionaire CEO

"Jordan Sanders." I heard my name being announced. I shook my head to purge the fogginess that obscured my mind, now lamenting going to that party last night.

"Right this way." The beaming blonde led me to a closed door.

"Good luck." She grinned, then sauntered away.

I fixed my dark brown curly mane, so that it was not too much in my chocolate brown eyes. Then attempted to pass my short 5’2 frame as taller, before entering the office.

The man at the desk had a bottle of water at his temple, while a tablet dissolved in it.

I struggled to examine his face, but his head was low as he gawked at the desk.

"Good morning?" I said, uncertain.

His head jerked up, where he peered at me with raw, silvery eyes.

"It's you."

"Yes, I'm here for an interview."

"No." He shook his head.

"Yes." I nodded mine.

"Don't you remember? We spent last night together." He declared.

I lurched back at his words.

"W- we. We did?"

I waited as the interviewer got out of his chair, then made his way over to me, stumbling a few times, no doubt feeling the same way I did.

"I recall you dragging out of the party, expressing to me how much you wanted me and to take you back to my place." He crossed his arms.

“Listen, I'm sorry. I was drunk out of my mind last night and wouldn't have had sex with you if I had known you were the boss here.’’ I apologised.

"I'm not the boss sweetheart, I own the place."

I took a step back, only to have the heel of my shoe getting caught in the carpet, almost twisting my ankle. I would have gone down if Cameron Carter hadn't caught me.

"Maybe I can jog your memory." He gave a lopsided smirk.

Before I could process what he was doing, his lips were on mine. Kissing me deeply.

I could taste the coffee still lingering in his mouth with a hit of cinnamon. When he pulled back, he was glaring down into my eyes.

“You left. Without a word"

"I had to come to this interview, and here you are. A man I don't remember, a one-night stand. Owner of Carter’s Enterprises Holdings, Inc. My potential boss."

"I will not be your boss, because I won't hire you." Cameron told me, then turned away. "You may leave." He gave a backward wave.

I stood there stunned for a while, but after another beat, I made my shaking legs take me out of his office.