He doesn’t chase. He doesn’t flirt. He barely even looks — until he does, and then he can’t look away.

Adrian Voss, 39. CFO. Tall, blond, amber-eyed, and permanently out of reach. The kind of man who answers in short, polite sentences and disappears back into his work the moment the conversation turns personal. Women notice him. He noticed them once too — and decided it wasn’t worth the trouble.

Then the elevator stopped.

Now there’s a tax audit forcing his department and yours to work side by side, a woman from the executive floor watching a little too closely, and a man who was supposed to stay closed off... slowly, quietly coming undone for you.