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bolted closer toward him, "Roman?" she said with a small smile.
    She dwarfed his tall physique in the tunneled corridor that weaved past countless offices of finance professionals-- accountants, auditors, IT, marketing associates and executives. It was barely nine 'o clock in the morning and the entire forty-first floor was buzzing caffeine central, kicking energy jolts beyond the third cup.
    Roman's eyes widened at the barely repressed arousal in her expression, as her cheeks turned a slight cherry blush to the tune of his voice that echoed in her mind still seconds later. She could almost salivate from its rhythm that rumbled over her skin like a sensual caress of swooning violins. She'd recognize that sexy tantalizing voice anywhere. And his spicy scent that oozed a trail into the corridor that seemed endless, seeping into her pores an infusion of clove, cedar wood, and exotic vetiver.
    "Roman?" she said again, still surprised, as his name purred from her tongue like a sex-starved kitten. By that time, after he'd already stopped in his tracks, she knew he'd felt something. She knew the spark sizzling through him had to be the same one jetting her heart into overdrive.
    His arms were heavy and strong when he'd slipped them down her shoulders gently. She caught a glimpse of his curvaceous shoulders bulging muscle through the threads of his finely tailored suit.
    Her heart was already pounding in two when he'd whispered, "You look beautiful," as his eyes roved her likeness to the pink peony he'd given her yesterday. Then after a short pause, Danielle was still looking up at him when he said, "Surprised to see me?"
    Danielle was startled to see him at her office, although he in fact seemed more surprised than she was. After all she would have been one of the first to be informed of any new hires. Roman writhed a smile before she had time to observe the surreptitious haze in his expression.
    And then suddenly, his attention darted from her eyes to her open blouse, and her perky bosom peeking through the v-shaped opening. He saw the naked skin bubbling over the lace trim. His eyes fixed on the soft rhythm of her breasts rising and falling with every breath of oxygen that raced back to her lungs.
    There was a pause. In his silence, she'd felt Roman's attention had gone elsewhere. Danielle groped her loose button, as heat began to intensify in his eyes.
    She could see how much he wanted to pull her into his arms, just like the vision that threaded through her dreams all of last night reminding her just how much she wanted him. But after last night, she knew he wasn't brazen to pull her closer and show her his feelings. If he couldn't last night, he certainly wouldn't make the same mistake twice.
    After all, they were both accomplished professionals with a job to do. Although, she still wasn't quite certain of his. But, she knew that job didn't mean spanking a sweaty steam of tawdriness on her desk anytime soon.
    "Wardrobe disaster," she said with a laugh, breaking the awkwardness. "This is embarrassing." Danielle straightened her cropped jacket and buttoned it to cover the opening in her blouse.
    She'd totally lost her train of thought for a moment until they both started down the hall again that seemed to appear endless.
    Her hair bounced against her shoulders with forceful vigor, as she smoothed her hand over the woven tweed in faithfulness of her professionalism.
    Soon she would know just how far dedication had taken her. But still, she'd yet to know of Roman's presence at Finch Young and Prentiss, CPAs on an early Monday morning.
    "It's so lovely to see you this morning. You rushed out before I had a chance to say good morning," he said softly, as Danielle's pace picked up all of a sudden.
    “Yeah. I just hauled a cab, I didn’t want to wake you.”
    She felt his eyes roving her body from several feet away, until Roman hyped his step to keep up with her four-inch suede. Four inches of pencil tip ripped into her thoughts and