Playing Blind: The CEO's Ultimate Test

kfast. Chloe placed a mug of coffee in front of him, her hand

n kitchen table. After last night's mortifying incident,

" she asked, her voice gentle. "I'

ming for the frame of his glass

k, a sharp, precise movement that her fingers missed b

-air. The awkwardness

tly even, betraying nothing. "The accident... it'

so calm that she immediately felt guilty for h

he said, cu

y some things for the apartment-new sheets, more towels. He hesitated for a moment before a

and resting on his bicep. She could feel the hard muscle beneath his shirt. She led him through the crowded aisles,

g between two sets of cotton sheets, when a shr

s? I don't

ng of dread settling in her stomach. Victoria Sharp stood there, drippin

r on her perfectly glossed lips. Her gaze then landed on the man

ure of embarrassment and something

ch this hurt. She tightened her grip on Leo's arm. "Vi

l laugh. "Wow, Chloe. You move fast. De

t's with the shades? Is your husband too famous t

" Brad muttered, tu

e turned his head in Victoria's general direction, his voice calm and clear. "My ap

oice seemed to throw Victoria off fo

et that's it." She flashed the enormous diamond on her left hand, angling it so it caught the lig

lt dizzy with it, her hands clenching at her sides.

could

ouch-then traced upward along her neck with the slow, deliberate intent of a blind man mapping a familiar landsca

tive, and the brief, preceding t

nce

agape. A blind man couldn't have done that. Not

as plain on