Syna shut the door behind her, as Syna pushed him away and dashed out of his office cabin, the thump noise of her six inch high heels echoed in his ears as she walked out. She slammed the door shut at once and tucked her back against it with a pounding, uneven heartbeat.
While Sinclair staggered a little behind, supporting himself with the edge of the table to avoid from falling straight down onto the brown carpeted floor of his cabin, he didn't know what to conclude either he had done right or crossed his limits by not caring for her consent. Due to Syna' sudden push he became quizzical whether to chase her first or to calm himself down.
