Instead of spending the evening working on the project for the company he worked for, he had sex with Bayleigh Bishop. He’d love to say he was too intoxicated to know better, but they had only shared a single bottle of wine. One they didn’t even finish. Dane was sober enough to know that sleeping with a co-worker was a bad idea. She was also his best friend, which made this situation even worse. Inhaling quietly, he caught a whiff her soft scent. It was a fragrance unique to her, an aroma that teased him every time she was near. A loud thump followed by a soft curse brought him out of his internal musings, and he stifled a chuckle. He’d known Bayleigh for five years and never heard her curse before now. Still, she was moving stealthily around the room in complete darkness. Assuming she was looking for her clothes, it bothered him that she felt she had to leave under cloak of darkness. He was also troubled by the reality of his life not going the way he planned. Right after his thirtieth birthday, he’d felt ready to settle down.
