"I'll pay double," Aris whispered, reaching out to brush a stray hair from her face. "If it means you'll stay for dinner."

Maya didn't turn around. She watched the sunset bleed orange over the Jakarta skyline. "I wasn't late. I was reconsidering." "Reconsidering the contract?" "Reconsidering you."

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She finally turned, her silk blouse catching the dim light of the office. Maya had been the one that got away—the one who chose a scholarship in London over a promise in a rooftop bar five years ago. Now, she was the consultant hired to fix his firm’s failing merger.

Maya let out a short, breathy laugh. "Maybe that's because you're still looking for the girl from the rooftop. She’s gone. This is the woman who bills five hundred dollars an hour."

Aris stood up, walking toward her with a predatory grace. "The board expects a presentation by Monday. If you're reconsidering, we’re both in trouble." "I always deliver, Aris. You know that."