13. MISTAKE
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Vincent was looking at me with a blank expression. It was difficult to know exactly what he felt about this and anyway, why did I think his opinion mattered? He was my boss and that was just it.
"Um...I don't think that's a good idea, “I muttered, tagging a stray strand of hair to the back of my ear.
"But why not? “Brandon was quite relentless in his quest to make me attend his grandma's ball. In a moment I had actually forgotten about his presence and the fact that the two men were watching me so keenly, made me a little nervous.
"I would not fit in clearly and besides I don't even know you, “He tried placing his hand on mine but I tottered back on impulse. Being touched always made me on edge, well except for Vincent’s touch. His touch was something else;
