Dani tried her best to act as if she were capable of functioning normally for the next hour. It became increasingly difficult, as with each passing second, Dani knew Julian was around. Not physically. The awareness, the sort that crept inside her skin and refused to leave. Investors joked loudly as he spoke confidently across the ballroom. He appeared to be untouchable and effortless. Yet Julian’s eyes kept coming back to her every so often. Always back to her. Dani fidgeted with the donor list, hands trembling. She had to concentrate. On anything other than Julian. Or the pregnancy test in her purse. Or Julian’s hands on her waist two months ago, his kisses on her neck as rain poured down outside the office windows. She looked down as she remembered he had tasted her that night and she had loved every second of him using his tongue and his fingers, and his... “Miss Mitchell?” She snapped out of it. The hotel server stood beside her, holding out a glass o
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