She trembled at the strength of his chest against her breasts as he cupped her face in his hands and stared down at her with heat in his eyes. “Because it’s a free meal?” she asked impishly.

“I’d rather be at home, making love to you.”

“Mmm, me, too.”

He kissed her then.

“Hey, Adrian!”

They both went tense at hearing Randy’s voice.

Adrian stepped out of the corner while Sam pressed herself against the wall, hopefully out of Randy’s sight.

“Hi, Randy. How’s it going?”

“Great. I meant to tell you that Greg Wilson is going to applaud your team tonight after dinner. We hit the million-dollar mark for the Christmas season this morning. Congratulations. Greg says he’s going to double your bonus and give you a raise.”

“Thanks.”

“So, what are you doing out here?” Randy asked. “C’mon, let’s go say hi to Greg. I know he wants to shake your hand.”

Sam listened with pride. Greg Wilson was on the pompous side, but he owned one of the largest privately held corporations in the country. For him to want to spend six seconds in your company was a big compliment.

As soon as the coast was clear, she went to the ladies’ room.

She had barely closed the door on her stall when she heard Tiffany and a gaggle of her girlfriends sweep into the bathroom.

“Did you see Adrian?” Tiffany said to them.

“Are you kidding?” Barbara Mason said breathlessly. “How could anyone miss such a baby doll?”

“I heard that.” Sam didn’t recognize that voice.

“Yeah, well,” Tiffany said in a loud whisper, “I’m going to nail that boy tonight.”

Her friends laughed as Sam saw red. Tiffany better lay off Adrian, if she wanted to keep that perfect nose of hers.

“Right,” Barbara said in disbelief.

“I am,” Tiffany bragged. “I rented a room upstairs and as soon as I see him, I’m going to get him up there and have my wicked way with him.”

They left the bathroom.

Sam clenched her fists. How dare she.

Her eyes narrowed, she left the bathroom and went after Adrian to warn him.

There was no need.

Tiffany had him cornered outside the ballroom. Worse, they were locked in a fiery kiss with Tiffany’s hands on his waist and neck.

Sam froze at the sight as pain tore through her.

Her first impulse was to tear them apart and slug Tiffany. And if she wasn’t so stunned, she might have actually done it.

But she couldn’t move.

Not while her heart was slowly splintering into a million pieces.

And what hurt her most was the fact that Adrian would kiss Tiffany out in front of everyone while he wouldn’t even so much as touch her hand when anyone was around.