I was going through my paperwork in my office when Carlton walked in, his 6'3" frame commanding attention in a deep blue suit, his right hand casually slipped into his pocket. I felt a flutter in my chest as our gazes met, and I quickly looked away, trying to compose myself. Last night was so embarrassing for me, I'd been avoiding him ever since. What will happen now?
As he approached my desk, his piercing azure blue eyes seemed to see right through me, and I wondered if he could tell how much I was struggling to keep my cool. I fidget with the papers in front of me, trying to focus on the task at hand, but my mind keeps wandering back to the way he made me feel last night - vulnerable.
"Good morning, Samantha," he said, his deep voice low and smooth. I nod, trying to play it cool. "Good
