Maddison's POV
The words OUR FIRST DATE had appeared on Maddison's computer screen for two full days like an electric signature which had turned a normal company party into a spinning, heart-stopping drama. She had agreed to attend this so-called event.
And now, safe in the safety of her bedroom, the consequences of that decision made her heart pound against the edges of her ribs.
The hours and few days that had passed before the party had been a blur of getting things done, each sixteen-hour day a happy break in the wild mix of waiting and worried stress. And interestingly, she and Grant had said nothing of the invite.
At the office, he was as always; intense, demanding, his acceptance and praise of her new pylon solutions was businesslike and quick, in the same soft, careful tone in
