Her Boss Kissed Her at an Ex-Boyfriend's Wedding—Then She Discovered the Real Reason He Invited Her Was to Expose a Multi-Million Dollar Corporate Conspiracy!

The snow began to fall just as the party was winding down and the last of the designers headed out into the crisp December night, calling out cheerful goodbyes.

Within twenty minutes, the office was quiet again, save for the faint sound of jazz music playing softly from the office speakers and the crackle of the digital fireplace displayed on the conference room screen.

Meredith and I stood near the large glass windows, watching the soft white flakes blanket the brick streets of Providence below.

""Remember when you stood right here two months ago, asking me if I was going to fire you over breakfast copy?"" she asked, leaning her head against my shoulder.

""I remember thinking my professional career was about to end in a very embarrassing fashion,"" I admitted.

""Instead, it was just beginning,"" she murmured.

She turned in my arms, wrapping her hands loosely around my neck as I pulled her close against the cold glass of the window. The city lights below us blurred into a warm, shimmering haze of gold and white.

""You know,"" I whispered, brushing a stray lock of chestnut hair away from her cheek, ""if I had known that saying yes to a fake date at your ex-boyfriend's wedding would lead to corporate espionage, digital warfare, and falling in love with my boss, I would have done it on day one.""