d I am somewhat surprised to see so many people in the room. So many in fact that the partition walls have been slid back from two of the meeting rooms to turn them into one hug

ches my attention. There, standing at the front of the room is my mystery m

starting to rise in my cheeks. Taking a deep breath,

"That's Taylor Hudson, you duh-brain. Y

ise that the guy who turned me on so completely fifteen minutes ago is my boss. Well, techni

chelle looks at me, curiosity burning in her baby-blue eyes. She may look sweet and innocent with her blonde c

nd profit dividends in an effort to calm down. Not once has he looked my way

es guys who I know have come in from far and wide," says Taylor. Ah well, that explains a

t to bolt out the door, but that would make things too obvious. My eyes are glued to Taylor's face, tryi

ughter in his voice, "Our Fridays would not be as tasty and we wouldn't get a chance to

or jokes, putting on a ringmaster's voice. As everyone starts to file out of the room, I glance across to Taylor, and there h

ing on, Abby?" hisse

t lunch." With that, I bolt back to my des

and even royalty with unique blends not found elsewhere in the world. A relatively young company, Hudson has been operating for five years and in that time has grown to be a multimillion-pound business employing over 150 staff worldwide. This I know from the corporate litera

tly into mine. The gorgeous lips that made me want to stand up on my toes to kiss. T

ng's worth of emails, my hand has a mind of its own, opening Google and typing his nam

him to start his company, Hudson International, with backing from his grandparents. I feel a stab of jealousy for having such a supportive family. As I scroll down, I come across images of Taylor

quickly close down the window, which is just as wel

under his eyes signalling another sl

ply. "Bad night w

4:00. Meg is shattered, and so am I." Eddy rubs his eyes, and I give him

eed a break," I offer. Eddy is a great boss, and I want to do anything I ca

s name I feel my spine stiffen, and my heart starts to beat a rapid tattoo in my chest-" and he is looking to start sourcing some nut mixes from Costa Rica." Eddy continues talking, ob

basic data today so that I can come in t

mbering Eddy's excitement at organising a surprise birthday night ou

"I don't mind doing the legwork and pulling the report together and then emailin

you don't mind, that would be great." With that, Eddy sits down and outli

*

g choices about where my career was headed, my parents were quick to step in and quash any thoughts I had on becoming a chef. To them, a career in food was up there with

still wanted to pursue my love of food, but I was rational enough to know that wouldn't happen until I had saved enough money up for myself. So when it came to graduation time and I heard that Hu

sy people rushing around in suits. It was so corporate and completely alien to my life so far, but there wa

't to settle for anything less than fantastic. Queue much eye-rolling from me. "Cara," she said, "you are too bright and too nice to

I realised there was nowhere else I would rather work. A tense few days followed whilst waiti