Chapter 75

Rainer’s POV 

Tasha's eyes met mine down the office hallway, and I felt a jolt through my entire body. 

She looked as if she had something to say, something that couldn't wait, something that might touch on the lava flow I felt when her eyes were on me. Then Stan bustled her off to the executive elevator and my stomach dropped to the floor. 

What if our yacht liaison had been found out? It wasn't much a stretch to think someone at Berger's party had found the entertainment boring and the gossip much more interesting. 

We could have been spotted heading down that narrow hallway. Or maybe the bartenders had heard us over the thumping of the music. 

Stan had frowned in my direction, and I felt sure he was advising Tasha against me. 

Probably good advice, but it put me on edge. 

There was already so much between us that caused problems: her career focus, my lack of proper ambition, my last-minute attachment to