Cara Dillon walked into the green room of the television studio, her nerves jangling with excitement. She had always been a big fan of Pierce Brosnan, and she couldn't believe that she was about to meet him in person.

As she walked through the door, she saw him standing there, tall and handsome, with a charming smile on his face. She felt her heart skip a beat as she approached him, her eyes locked on his piercing blue gaze.

"Hello, Cara," he said, taking her hand and raising it to his lips. "It's an honor to meet you."

Cara felt a wave of heat wash over her body as she gazed into his eyes. She had always been attracted to him, and she couldn't believe that she was finally going to be alone with him.

"I-I'm a huge fan," she stammered, feeling a bit embarrassed by her sudden outburst.

Pierce chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Well, I'm flattered," he said, his voice low and husky. "But I'm afraid I can't stay long. I have a lunch meeting with the producers in a few minutes."

Cara's heart sank. She had hoped to spend more time with him, but it seemed that she would have to wait until another day.

"Well, I'll see you later then," she said, trying to hide her disappointment.

Pierce smiled and leaned in closer, his lips brushing near her ear. "I'll make it worth your while," he whispered, his breath hot against her skin.

Cara shivered with desire, her body tingling with anticipation. She knew that she shouldn't have an affair with him, but she couldn't resist the temptation. She was determined to make the most of their time together, no matter what the consequences might be.

Cara couldn't get Pierce out of her mind as she went about her day. She couldn't believe that she had actually touched him, that he had kissed her hand and whispered in her ear. She couldn't wait to see him again, to feel his lips on hers and his hands on her body.