Bastian hadn't seemed to notice she'd opened the door. He shuffled some papers on his desk and tucked them away before turning back to a spreadsheet on his computer. She'd taken two steps inside before the tip of her boot caught on something lying near the door and she stumbled.

"Oompf!" Her palms smacked the stone floor as she broke her fall.

"Jane?" He spun on his swivel chair and took stock of her sprawled on the floor. He reached for her, helping her up and brushing her ...