He’s Jason, Not Austyn

Gwen paused outside the vice president’s office and checked her makeup. She glimpsed Austyn through the glass door. He was sitting behind a desk, head lowered, hard at work. Twilight streamed in from the glass wall behind him and cast his head in a soft, yellow halo. His shirt sleeves were rolled up, revealing two sinewy forearms. Gwen drank in the view. In the past, she was besotted with Gideon Garner. But even she had to admit, Austyn was better-looking. It wasn’t just about the face. Austyn seldom smiled. His solemn look, his intellectual acuity, plus his imposing height, made it easy for others to look up to him. It had been four years, but Gwen still couldn’t believe how lucky she had been when she found him. She could never forget Gideon, but she was slowly starting to fall for Austyn. She was the one who proposed to him. It was unconventional, but she didn’t care. Maybe after she dealt with Gideon, she could finally settle down and start a family with Austyn—no, Jason. Gwen remi