All Chapters of Addicted to the Enemy: Falling for Trouble: Chapter 11 - Chapter 16

Above the city skyline with floor-to-- ceiling windows displaying the great urban sprawl below, the conference room was a glass and steel fortitude. The weight of the coming pitch pounding against her chest as Isla sat at the shiny conference table felt worlds away. Traffic far below felt worlds away. The room hummed with the subdued murmur of voices, the air charged with expectation. < Sharp and focused, executives and potential financiers shifted in their chairs. Isla turned to find Noah in front precisely still. He had a tidy blue suit, a trim black haircut, and a confident but quiet manner. Seeing him should have comforted her, but instead it increased her spiral of anxiety. She was an enemy employed against Noah, not an ally. Today, though, they were on the same side and it was time to show that this partnership was more than just show-value.Noah nodded, a natural signal that it was time to get going. She raised her eye to meet his. His voice cl

Cutting through Isla's office glass walls, the sharp, golden angles created by the early sun seemed to mirror the turmoil inside her. Her uneasy sleep into the early hours had last night been a flurry of mixed feelings. She could picture Noah's face every time she closed her eyes; his honest look stuck in her mind: united. The name had seemed to be an invitation as much as a chore. Now, though, beneath the harsh light of day, the emotional whirl left her naked and vulnerable. She tried to smooth the worry lines on her reflection on the black computer screen with her finger tips. It took her till her door knocked to recover.Not expecting for an invitation, Evan said, "Morning, boss." He was wearing his usual strange style, a blazer in an odd teal color mixed with loafers nobody else could carry off. He seemed cheerful when he sat down across from her, but he also showed flashes of nervousness. Laughing, Isla replied, "Evan, I swear you

Isla pushed herself to remain still as the hushed buzz of the workplace filled her. The wall clock ran nonstop, the sound far too loud given what had just happened. Her memories looped back the final few seconds, Noah's words, the way his eyes softened when he looked at her, the magnetic attraction nearly, almost broken the professional distance they had been so careful to preserve. She shakily exhaled and dropped her hands to her lap, firmly closing them into fists as though it would help them stop shaking. Years ago, she had felt this conflicted. At the height of their competitiveness, Noah had never made her feel this off-balance. Still, considering all the backstory and unsaid conversations between them, things were different now. increasingly difficult.She bit her lip to conceal a sigh as the memory of his smile, one that promised both danger and delight, shined itself without invitation. Not while her work, reputation, and sanity were all under qu