The entire day, she’d caught herself daydreaming constantly about her encounter with Mark in the gym the previous night. When Mark’s fingers had caressed her cheek, her breathing had faltered, and she was sure he’d seen the desire in her eyes. On top of that, she was pretty sure she’d seen an answering fire light his eyes. In her shock, she had fled the intimate space, foregoing her normal hot shower and steam. However, today had been anything but dreamlike. The day from hell began with having to fire one of her employees for repeatedly slacking on the job. The guy deserved it. She had given him plenty of warnings and second chances, but he refused to give up his lackadaisical attitude. Then one of the files with the proposed graphic design for a new line of professional swimwear had magically disappeared from her assistant’s desk. It had eventually turned up, misfiled in a drawer, but the interim panic hadn’t helped her already frayed disposition, especially since she’d had a scheduled teleconference with the company’s CEO at two o’clock.
