~HUNTER~

The mahogany boardroom table stretched before me like an endless expanse of polished wood, reflecting the faces of twelve board members who hung on every word Vincent spoke.

Quarterly reports, profit margins, expansion strategies...it should have been engaging. Hell, six months ago it would have been the most important thing in my world.

Now I couldn't focus on anything but the memory of this morning when Celine had slipped a small wrapped package into my briefcase just as I was ...