Chapter 30

• "He's literally checking his phone for your texts during board meetings," Mia declared, swirling her martini with practiced elegance. "That's not professional distance, Em. That's a man completely gone for you."
• Emma sank deeper into the corner booth of Noir, the discreet cocktail bar where she and Mia had retreated for their monthly catch-up. Three months after the snowstorm kiss and subsequent Jack meltdown, Emma was still navigating the complicated waters of her developing relationship with Alek while maintaining professional boundaries at work.
• "We're being careful," Emma insisted, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "No public dates, minimal private time, absolutely no office... interaction."