25

Jenna

My mother wanted to come with me. My father wanted to send Alex as a bodyguard, but I refused. Being sent to visit my fiancé accompanied by the only man who’s ever made my heart beat faster would make a difficult situation impossible.

I have a plan and after what I just saw down in the lobby, I think it just might work.

The trouble is, I don’t know Nico Tacone at all. I’ve seen him at family parties, weddings and funerals, but I avoided him like the plague.

And he seemed to avoid me right back.

At least that’s what I’m banking on.

So I sit in a plush chair outside his office with his pitbull Tony standing bodyguard at the door and try to get my heart out of my throat.

He doesn’t make me wait long. Tacone arrives and holds the door open for me, the picture of gentlemanly manners.

I wipe my hands on my black jean skirt and enter.

“I heard you graduated,” Tacone says politely. “Congratulations.” He waves me into a chair across from his desk and takes a seat.

I swallow down the lump