Chapter 10. Fighting Emotions.
Devon looked at Ruth, since Monday, she had barely spoken to him. He inwardly cursed himself, once more, because no doubt in his mind he had made the beautiful young woman uncomfortable. Clearly, she probably thought of him as little more than an old p*****t. Truth be told, that is exactly what he thought about himself.
Ruth held her breath, as she reached the top shelf of the file cabinet, grabbing a manila folder. She had maintained a healthy distance between her and David in the afternoon while working together all week. In a vain attempt to keep her raging hormones at bay. She had stuck to answering questions about work, with a small smile, but she gave him one-word answers to any personal questions he had asked her. She felt bad at being so rude, but
