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LaylaA knock sounded at my door just as I finished pulling my sweater over my head.“Layla?”I recognized Sophie’s voice and crossed the room to open it.She was already dressed, her hair pulled back into a ponytail and a thick cream sweater tucked into black pants.“Breakfast is ready,” she said. “I was sent to make sure you were awake.”“I’ve been awake.”Her eyes moved over me. “And dressed. Even better.”I grabbed my phone from the dresser and followed her into the hallway. Sophie waited while I pulled the door closed, then fell into step beside me.“What do you normally eat for breakfast?”I glanced at her. “Why?”“Because I realized about ten minutes ago that I invited you for an entire weekend without asking whether you actually eat any of the things we have here.”I laughed. “I’m not picky.”The relief on her face was ridiculous.“Thank goodness.”“Were you expecting me to announce some incredibly complicated dietary requirements halfway down the stairs?”“I was imagining you

LaylaWork should have made Silverpine easier to forget.Instead, I found myself thinking about it while pretending to read the same paragraph for the third time. Not even the part I probably should have been thinking about.Harvey’s hands around my waist had been bad enough. The smile afterward hadn’t helped. But somehow, by the time I’d driven home, it was Taylor’s unfinished sentence that had followed me the longest.He and Kate have always—I still hadn’t asked Sophie what he’d meant. I wasn’t going to. That didn’t seem to be stopping me from wondering.The investment department was already busy around me, which should have made concentrating easier. Reports needed reviewing, emails had accumulated over the weekend, and Tectrics had sent enough new information on Friday to keep us occupied for most of the week.Then Harvey walked in.My attention found him before I could stop it. Dark suit. White shirt. No ski jacket, no snow, no trace of the man who had spent part of Saturday pat

LaylaI woke up annoyed.Not confused. Not embarrassed. Annoyed.For several seconds I stared at the unfamiliar ceiling, and then everything from the night before came back with irritating clarity. Harvey standing by the window. His eyes dropping to my mouth after he’d caught me looking at his. The warmth of his fingers against my face. The way he’d leaned down until there had been almost no space left between us.Layla.And then—Go to bed.I threw the covers back. If Harvey wanted to pretend none of it had happened, that was fine. I could pretend too.I was less certain of that when I opened the bedroom door and found him already dressed. His bag was packed beside the sofa. His laptop was open on the table, coffee beside it, and there wasn’t a single visible sign that he’d spent the night folded onto a sectional far too short for him.Harvey looked up. Our eyes met, and for one second, neither of us said anything.“Morning,” he said.“Morning.”“We leave in twenty minutes.”And ther

LaylaHarvey’s mouth was still on mine when the sensible part of my brain finally remembered that we were standing in his office.At work.After eight at night, yes, but still very much at work.That realization did absolutely nothing to make me stop kissing him. If anything, the second kiss was worse because I knew what was coming this time. I knew how his hand felt at the back of my neck, how easily the other settled around my waist, how quickly being this close to him made everything else seem considerably less important.My fingers were still curled into the front of his shirt when Harvey finally lifted his head. For several seconds, neither of us moved. His hand remained at my waist. Mine remained against his chest. His breathing wasn’t quite steady, which was satisfying in a way I probably shouldn’t have enjoyed.I looked at his mouth.Again.Harvey noticed.Again.His thumb moved once against the side of my neck. “This is still a terrible idea.”A laugh escaped me before I coul

LaylaBy the time I left my desk Friday evening, the floor had thinned considerably. The initial risk summary Harvey had wanted was already sitting in Peter’s inbox, along with the revisions from that morning’s meeting. I had spent the last hour clearing everything else I didn’t want waiting for me after Mom’s appointment on Monday.I shut down my computer, slipped my laptop into my bag and headed for the elevators. The doors opened as I approached.Harvey was inside.His jacket was folded over one arm, his tie loosened at his throat. His eyes moved from my face to the bag over my shoulder as I stepped inside.“Going home?”“That’s usually what happens when I leave work.”The doors closed. Harvey pressed the button for the lobby.“How’s your mother?”“Still the same. I spoke to her before I left. She’s pretending she isn’t nervous about Monday.”“And you?”“I’m pretending too.”He looked at me.I sighed. “I’m worried. But there’s nothing I can do until we talk to Bellamy.”Harvey nodd