Next day , Clara stood outside Ethan's office, her heart pounding in her chest. She had received the call about the missing documents mere minutes ago, and now here she was, about to face the man whose body she had awakened in such carnal ways on their first meeting alone as her boss.
Taking a deep breath, Clara knocked twice before entering. Ethan looked up from his desk, his eyes locking onto hers immediately. A slow smile spread across his face, and Clara felt her cheeks flush in response.
"Good morning, Clara," he said, his voice low and smooth. "Please, have a seat."
As she sat down, Clara couldn't help but notice the way Ethan's gaze lingered on her curves, visible even under her professional attire. She shifted uncomfortably, trying to ignore the flutter of excitement in her belly.
"So, about these files..." Ethan began, leaning back in his chair.
Clara nodded, pulling out the folder containing the missing documents. As she handed it over, her fingers brushed against Ethan's, sending a jolt of electricity through her. She quickly withdrew her hand, feeling a mix of embarrassment and arousal.
"I apologize for the oversight," Clara murmured, meeting Ethan's piercing gaze. "It won't happen again."
Ethan's expression softened, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes. "I appreciate your diligence, Clara. And I must say, I'm glad our paths crossed in more than one way."
The implication hung heavily in the air, making Clara's pulse race. She swallowed hard, trying to maintain her composure despite the desire coursing through her veins.
Before she could respond, Ethan stood up, closing the distance between them in a few long strides.