"Dumbass!"
That was what he was. What was he doing acting like an idiot in front of her? He looked like an imbecile, fumbling with his words.
He ran his hand through his face before letting his fingers glide to his hair. He was frustrated with himself, feeling like something was wrong with him. He felt like he was slipping.
He was losing his grip on the situation.
"I don't have much time." He authoritatively barked as he walked out of the elevator and into his grandfather's office.
He felt he needed to get back to his element. Work always assured him that he had everything under his control.
Luckily, he had a few hours to kill before he had to pick up Jules from the salon. He would have plenty of time to shake this strange feeling off.
"What do you have for me?" He asked his grandfather's assistant as he looked at the company's profiles and yearly reports. He believed this was what he needed.
