Jaden sat at the long, polished conference table, his fingers drumming idly against the surface. The voices of his business associates buzzed around him, but his mind was elsewhere. Try as he might, he couldn’t stop himself from replaying the events of last night, searching for the missing pieces that refused to fit.
The only thing that stood out in the haze of his memory was the kiss.
His jaw clenched. Why the hell had he done it? What had possessed him to close the space between them, to feel the warmth of her lips against his? Worse, what had he said? Had he murmured words that shouldn’t have left his mouth? Had he exposed himself in some way?
Jaden’s fingers tightened into a fist. He wasn’t a man who acted on impulse, and yet, with Anna, he kept finding himself losing control.
“Mis
