The email had dropped into Ava’s inbox that morning like a bomb. Client meeting. Out of town. You’ll accompany me. – EB

Her stomach twisted as she stood at the curb outside the office later that afternoon, suitcase in hand. She had barely wrapped her head around working under Ethan in the office, and now she was expected to share hours of travel—and possibly a hotel—with him?

A sleek black car pulled up, window rolling down. Ethan sat inside, immaculate in his dark suit, phone in ...