Archer loved the look on her face as she kept staring at him. He wanted to know what she was thinking about. He wanted to know everything about her. Not just her professional life, her personal life too. He could get every detail of her professional life from her file, but he wanted to know what she thinks, how she thinks, what she likes, whom she likes.
He was now hating the fact that her nickname was One-night-stand-queen. It was easy for her to sleep with strangers but whenever he touched her, she always tried to get away from him. If he would not have asked her to stay close to him, she would have run away from him.
Staring continuously at her he noticed the look of lust on her face. It was a look that he knew better than anyone. Many girls had given him that look. He was happy to realise that she could have removed her hands away from his chest any time she wanted but she kept touching his pecs through his shirt.
