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different personality types in the room. She excelled at reading people, a
skill that had proved useful during her career as a litigator.
    In some ways, she was an anomaly. She had a reputation as a
fierce litigator. She rarely lost and could pick apart an adversary’s case with
the efficiency of a swarm of locust stripping a field of crops. Yet, her easy
smile and youthful demeanor lured opposing counsel into a relaxed mood that
often resulted in their underestimating her. By the time they realized under
her easy-going exterior laid the heart of a predator, she’d shredded their
legal theories and left their clients defeated.
    While her colleagues didn’t qualify as adversaries per se,
competition inevitably reared its head among the group. She lumped the women on
her team into distinct categories, from hot-to-trot to damsel-in-distress to
no-nonsense career woman. She turned her attention to the men, but got
distracted when Michael Remington walked into the conference room. The head of
every female swiveled his way and lingered longer than necessary to simply
acknowledge his arrival. Jordis, too, took a few extra minutes to admire the
tall, muscular dark-haired lawyer in his tailored navy Armani suit. His confident
loose-limbed walk said athletic. This man didn’t simply chisel out a physique
in the gym to impress the ladies; he used his body for activities more engaging
than static barbell repetitions.
    Michael made his way around the room, shaking hands and
introducing himself. He lingered with a couple of guys whose faces became
particularly animated after introductions. Jordis couldn’t hear the entire
conversation, but apparently one of them had attended Michael’s law school alma
mater.
    The younger of the associates, Jonathan, like her was a
lateral hire and new to the firm this year. The other associate, Eric
Covington, was a firm veteran and the group’s egomaniac. Covington had wasted
no time rubbing Jordis the wrong way. Her hand tightened around her cup as she
watched him try to ingratiate himself with Remington.
    When Michael Remington finally excused himself and walked
her way, he hesitated a second before extending his hand. “Michael Remington.”
    She shifted her cup into her left hand and shook his with
her right. “Jordis Morgan.”
    Up close, Jordis took note of his alluring gray eyes. She’d
never met a man with gray eyes. She’d read about them in works of fiction, and
now seeing the real thing, she understood why hordes of women would fantasize
about having a man look lustfully at them through gray lenses.
    Michael narrowed those exquisite eyes slightly as he
examined her face more closely. “Have we met before?”
    “No.” Jordis shook her head. “At least, not officially.”
    “Not officially?” Michael, who had continued to hold her
hand, glanced down when she slid her hand casually from his grasp. “How so?”
    “I’ve worked at the firm for four months.” She flashed an
easy smile. “Maybe you’ve seen me lurking in the halls.”
    Out of the corner of her eye, Jordis caught Alyson McGovern
watching her with a none-to-happy look on her face.
    Michael slid his hands into the pockets of his slacks while
he considered her response. “Maybe, but I don’t think that’s it.”
    Rumored to be the hottest guy at the firm, the firm’s future
managing partner had a reputation as a chick magnet. A die-hard workaholic,
associates rarely saw him outside his office. She’d joined the firm shortly
before Labor Day, and until today, she hadn’t met the man in person.
    She didn’t put much stock in rumors or innuendo, but she had
to admit, the talk didn’t do him justice. He didn’t have a classically handsome
face in a pretty-boy way. His features leaned towards the rugged. Square-jawed
with angled cheekbones and full brows below a balanced forehead, he had a straight
nose that gave nice symmetry to his face. His brown-black hair had been shaved
short around the sides and back of