He kissed her passionately, his lips demanding, his hands tangling into her hair, pulling her into him.
"I love you," he breathed against her. His hand slipped down her neck and shoulder to grasp her hand and bring it to his chest, his thumb brushing along the bracelet he'd given her. "Please remember that."
"I love you too," she said softly, her voice trembling.
Stepping away, she looked back at him briefly. His expression was grim as he watched her walk away, his eyes tight and full of concern. As she entered the outer office, there was no doubt they'd been heard.
About three employees of Nolem were scattered, roaming around Philo's space conveniently acting busy with opened files on their hands, as they pretended to be checking something. This allowed them to avoid making eye contact.
