WHISPERS IN THE BOARDROOM

meetings, Jordan leaned back in his chair and sighed. Cindy, sensi

said softly, forgetting formaliti

pleased by her use of his first name. "I d

down at her hands.

he said, standing up and walking ove

ng her chin. The kiss that followed was inevitable, a culmination of weeks of unspok

ss. "This is crazy," Cindy whispered, her mind rac

"But I don't care. I want this. I want you." We wil