DREW.

“Look at her, baby,” Claire whispered right against my ear as soon as the door shut behind me. “I brought you something special tonight.”

I stopped dead in the hallway. The living room lights were low, just the warm glow from the side lamps. Soft music played low enough that I could still hear every shaky breath coming from the center of the room.

On her knees in the middle of our rug was Selene Draven.

My boss.

The same woman who had torn into me in the Monday meeting for a late projection. The same woman who wore those sharp black suits and never smiled at anyone below...