pushed away from the door and slowly walked into her living room. She looked around her apartment and smiled. She loved her spacious dwelling. It was large, light and airy. The color scheme of pale blue, white and grey suited her personality perfectly. The big bay window provided a wonderful view of the tree lined residential street and the downtown skyline in the distance. The high ceilings gave the room a sense of grandeur yet the old world fireplace exuded warmth and coziness. She felt her stomach rumble and realized that she had not eaten all day. She decided to change into her pajamas then make a turkey sandwich to go with the left over clam chowder soup she made yesterday. She went into her bedroom and quickly changed into her red pj’s and furry floppy slippers. She then padded into the modern, open kitchen to prepare her dinner. She had just put the soup on the stove to warm when her door buzzard sounded. Maddie frown as she was not expecting anyone. She crossed to the door and pressed the speaker button. “Yes?” she said. “Madison, it’s me. May I come in?” Maddie was shocked. It couldn’t be him. Yet she would know that voice anywhere. “You?” she exclaimed. She could hear him sigh deeply. “Will I forever be a non-entity when you address me?” he bemoaned. “What are you doing here?” she asked sharply. “Let me in, Madison and I will tell you,” he answered. Every instinct in Maddie screamed that she not allow him entry. But her curiosity was getting the better of her. She pressed the button to release the security lock on the front door. She heard him come in and within seconds he was knocking on her door. She looked down at her pajamas and shrugged. He would just have to see her as she was. It wasn’t as though she were expecting him. She took a deep breath and opened the door.
Chapter 2 Whit looked at Maddie and blood immediately rushed to his cock. He could feel himself growing at the sight of her. Maybe those pajamas were supposed to make her appear unappealing and sloppy but they were having the opposite effect. With her red hair falling over her shoulders covering the luscious mounds of her full breasts, she looked damned sexy and enticing as hell. He hadn’t realized how short she was when he’d seen her earlier today. Without her towering heels the top of her head barely reached his chin. The baggy pajamas could not hide how slender she was and he had no problem imagining her enticing curves. She stepped aside to allow him to enter. “Why are you here? And how did you know where I lived?” she asked pointedly as she closed the door. Whit looked at her and saw the clear clarity and questions in her beautiful green eyes. He would never tire of looking into her eyes. “Personnel files gave me the information that I wanted,” he said off-handedly. “That doesn’t explain why you are here,” she said tartly. “What? No small talk before delving into schematics and floor plans?” he asked wryly. “Small talk is for friends. You and I are not. Now why are you here?” Maddie said curtly. “Ouch! I have a lot of ground to make up,” he thought. “The Edelston project,” he replied. “What about it? And why could you not tell me tomorrow in the office?” she demanded. Whit knew she would confront him with these questions. He wasn’t her favorite person at the moment and would not appreciate him knocking on her door after work hours. “I have decided that you will go to Aruba to oversee the project,” he said. “What! I thought Dana would be going on-site to supervise the assignment,” Maddie said in astonishment. “She is needed on the Cochran project in the Hamptons. There are some problems there and I need her expertise to sort them out,” he said. Maddie had heard about the problems on that project. Dana had been complaining about the suppliers and scheduling of deliveries. She was not happy with the designer she had assigned to the project;