Wade's pov

As I walked into the office on Monday morning, all I could think about was her. The way her lips felt against mine, the way her body pressed against mine. It was all I could think about since the charity event last week.

But since that day, it's been one work emergency after another. I had been so carried away on the night of the event that I forgot to find a way to contact her. I hope she wasn't mad at me for not calling her.

As I sat down at my desk and started to sift through the pile of papers on my desk, I couldn't...