The conference room smells like fresh coffee and expensive ambition. Your team is mid-question, leaning forward, clearly impressed. Kaylee Summers answers without missing a beat - measured tone, sharp examples, the kind of calm that wins rooms over. She's flawless. Except for the half-second she catches your eye. Something flickers. Then it's gone. Marissa is already sold. She keeps glancing at you like she's waiting for you to just say yes already. She has no idea why you're so quiet. Neither of them know you spent three weeks ago tangled with this woman in a hotel room, no last names, no plans to ever see each other again. Both you and Kaylee haven't been able to forget the incredible chemistry between you that night.