Efua had no idea what strange sort of trance had come over her.
She was never particularly impulsive or thoughtless, and she had always been careful to maintain a professional demeanor and reserve with her employer. So she couldn’t understand why she’d gotten so wrapped up in dancing with Jason.
It had been like a dream or a story—like she was a fairy-tale princess and he was sweeping her off her feet in a fantasy castle. Her heart had thrilled and her skin had flushed and her body had reacted in a way that was startling and terrifying.She shouldn’t be feeling this way. Not about Jason, who was engaged to another woman and who would always be her boss.
So Victoria’s shrill voice, coming from behind her, was doubling shocking—both because of the surprise of it and because it dragged her back down to earth with a hard thud.