HERE FOR THE KILL
She looked at him, her blue eyes wide with expectations.
How can he tell her that he was very attracted to her scent, it was making him go wild without feeling like a senseless fool. Especially in an enclosed area such as this, he thought.
The moment stretches and lengthens between them, ratcheting up the thick tension that permeated the atmosphere.
He cleared his throat, and moved away from her, "If I have made you feel uncomfortable, I am sorry about that, Ms. Mccody," he tuned his voice to sound professional.
Anne was amazed at how seamlessly he changed his mood, from looking like a lustful lover to being composed like the Boss he is. If he had entered into the entertainment industry, he would have made it, she thought.
"Sir, I thought you said you have something to confess to me," she was still curious about his earlier statement.
"Yes, that," he said offhandedly, unzipping his briefcase, pulling out his laptop from it, purposely stalling.
