All is fair in love and promotions...
Until you flirt with the enemy.
Seth Taylor is a thorn in my side. I can't stand his cocky smirk, know it all demeanor, but most of all, I can't stand those ridiculous bow ties he wears.
But the number one reason I hate him...
He's applying for my promotion.
Well, it's not mine, yet, but he's certainly ruined my shoo-in chance.
When we're told interviews will be held during a conference in Colorado, I pray our hotel rooms are on different floors.
Of course, things never go according to plan.
A failed connecting flight, a road trip, and a blizzard force us to seek refuge at an isolated roadside motel in the mountains. When my only option is to share a room with Seth, I'm expecting the bow tie wearing, clean cut, black rimmed glasses Seth. Not this guy standing in front of me wearing only gray sweatpants that hang dangerously low on his hips and a cocky grin.
Maybe it's the high altitude or perhaps it's Seth who's causing this lightheadedness.
Because when a game of twenty questions turns naughty, it doesn't take long for the burning rage to turn into fiery passion.
All I know, the longer we stay here lines blur and feelings become real.
