After sparring with my office rival, Jeff, during a meeting, I was delighted to find myself in the elevator car alone.

A quiet, solitary ride between floors was exactly what I needed to get my head on straight again.

Just as my eyes drifted closed, a sharp ding echoed through the small space, signaling that someone else was about to enter. At first, all I could see was a large, masculine hand with long, thick fingers. Then the doors to the elevator opened fully, revealing my companion for the ride.

Jeff smirked at me as he stepped into the elevator. “Always a pleasure, Kat,” he said, his gaze fixed firmly on my cleavage.

The doors closed with another ding, punctuating Jeff’s sentence.

The truth is that Jeff got under my skin in more ways than one.... Read More