Never mix business with pleasure. Never bring politics into the bedroom. In a way I did both when I took Jackson Rutledge as a lover. I can't say I wasn't warned. Two years later, he was back. Walking into a deal I'd worked hard to close. Under the tutelage of one of the sharpest businesswomen in New York, I had picked up a thing or two since Jax walked away. This time, I knew the rules of the game : keep your enemies close and your ex-lovers closer.
