Olivia Westview
Really? We’re doing this? Of all places, here in the conference room?
I stood there, incredulous, trying to wrap my head around the situation unfolding before me. Even though there was no one left but the two of us, the fact that someone might walk in at any moment sent my pulse racing. My eyes darted toward the door, half-expecting it to swing open. I wasn’t even sure if the last guy who’d exited the room had locked it behind him. He probably hadn’t—why would he? He knew we were still inside.
But James? He was utterly unbothered, as if we were anywhere but a corporate boardroom.
I stared up at him, my heart hammering in my chest, watching how the fine lines around his eyes crinkled as he smirked at me, that devilish smirk that always undid me. He was so calm, so in co
