Rhiannon's POV

The storage room again. She cursed herself for letting her guard down. She knew better than to be in such close quarters with him, especially down here at the end of the hallway away from prying eyes. Sure, anybody could come down here at any minute, but they wouldn't. Richard was in the office and Lauren was busy flirting at the bar.

She was in control here. She would play him like a fiddle. She wouldn't be just another one of his arm-candy girlfriends. ...