12 Years After My Divorce, I Ran Into My First Love—And What Happened When Our Eyes Met Took My Breath Away

to lead it.” I frowned. “What do you mean?” “I’ve spent years quietly visiting our acquisitions without anyone ever recognizing me.” “You were testing us.” “I was.” My stomach dropped. “The boardroom.” “The comments.” “The laughter.” He nodded slowly. I thought of Brent sneering through the glass, and heat flooded straight up into my face. “I smiled continue reading …