He looked up, puzzled. The entire week, she had addressed him as "Mr. Connor," and now she was calling him by his first name. A subtle shift, but it triggered his instincts. He could sense something was off.
"I was wondering..." Madisyn started, her voice soft but weighted. Her gaze deepened, and her body language betrayed a tension she couldn't fully mask. She knew it wasn't the right move. She knew she was overstepping boundaries, but in that moment, rationality seemed like a distant concern.
He was nobody but her boss.
Yet sometimes, emotions slipped from their tightly wound leash, and her heart — unbidden and reckless — wanted what it wanted. In that moment, only one thing was clear to her: she couldn't let him go through with his plans with that other woman.
Clearing her throat to steady herself, she spoke again. "I was wondering if we could have that dinner together. I'm kind of free today." Her words hung in the air, heavy and deliberate.
