Chapter 18 The Edge Of Control
- The next morning, he made sure their paths crossed. He timed his arrival at the office perfectly, walking through the glass doors just as she did. Their eyes met, and for a brief second, something flickered in her—satisfaction? Amusement? He wasn’t sure, but he didn’t like it.
- “Sienna.” His voice was smooth, controlled, but she wasn’t fooled.
- She tilted her head. “Mr. Blackwood."