A t-shirt and a short!

The fact that they fit him so well, like a second skin, didn’t matter.

It also didn’t matter that Jordan had dressed just as casually.

Jordan knew what he was doing; this one here obviously didn’t.

Reyona was almost tempted to stand up and leave.

She really wanted to.

But then she could picture the horrified looks on her employees faces if she told them they lost the bid because she couldn’t stand the company’s partner.

Plus, she really wanted to work with Multilinks.

Their crappy taste in partners apart, the account would do her company’s portfolio a lot of good.

She wouldn’t allow anyone...