Tempting The Boss

d into the air, mingling with the sharp notes of leather and cedar that always seemed to cling to this space. She placed the

ched for the cup. He took a slow sip, drawing out the moment until the silence betwe

hadn't realized she was h

not perfect." He set the cup down with a deliberate click against the s

wing her eyes. "You have

you're still here." He stepped around the desk, closing the distance

o close. The air between them felt charged, like the moment before a storm broke. She

ice a low vibration that seemed to settle i

ls pressing into her palms. A test. This was

stead of pushing further, he merely smirked, as if she'd given him exactly the answer he wanted. Without another word,

a file and flipping it open.

if the exchange hadn't se

t as she walked toward the door, she couldn't shake the feeling that she had just cr

e, something he wasn't quite ready to name? Or was it the way she had respond

dn't want to step back.

s tightening around the cool metal. But bef

nd Isa

He was watching her again, but this time, someth

w," he said, his voice deceptively ligh

to give him the satisfaction of a reaction. Instea

deepened

lked away, the phantom heat of his gaze stayed with her, settling