I felt dizzy, especially when my heart began to thud hard in my chest. His breathing seemed to have increased slightly, and I felt a tingle deep in my stomach.
“With you?”
“Yeah. I know you see me as Evan, not just Mr Silver. I care about you...I want to make sure you aren’t feeling alone.”
Oh great. So, he pitied me.
“I’ve got friends for that.”
“Want one more?” He smirked, and I bit my lip.
This small act seemed to change something within him, and he let out a groan.
“What?” I whispered as he shook his head.
“You,” he replied, reaching out to run his finger down the curve of my jaw.
I closed my eyes, my head turning into his open palm, when I heard him push the chair back, standing up abruptly.
“Sir—”
“Jain, you should probably go. Before—”
“Before what?” I demanded, finally speaking to him like I would any other guy playing fucking games.
“You should go. If you ever need to talk, I’m here.”
There was a knock on the door, and the pretty secretary walked in, looking at us with surprise.
“Oh, Evan, I thought you would be alone.” Her voice was clipped as she gazed at me coldly, and I picked up my bag.
“Hello, Vada. Yes, Miss Martin and I were just discussing—”
“A tragic love story,” I murmured as she frowned before noticing the book on his desk.
“Ah, Romeo and Juliet. How wonderful.”
I turned and walked away, but not before I heard her sultry tones.
“So, Evan, I just wondered if you didn’t have any other plans—”
I didn’t stay to listen to the rest, turning and hurrying from the door and smack bang into a hard chest.
“Whoa, what’s the hurry?”
No. Not now, ofallthe times—
His eyes searched mine, and I stared at him in sadness.
“Arden, I can’t talk to you right now.”
“So don’t.”
Arden pulled me towards him, his lips meeting mine as I tried to resist, but his tongue knew how to soothe me.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t realise you felt anything for me...I thought it was just...”
I knew he was telling the truth, and I closed my eyes.
