Olivia:
“You,” his voice was low and heavy.
My heart sank to my feet as soon as I saw his face, fluttering in my stomach on its way down.
All my hopes deflated together with my heavy exhale the second my eyes met his.
I shut my eyes briefly, trying to summon the motivation to face this interview. It was about to be nothing short of a total disaster.
His eyes dipped toward me, making my cheeks flush all shades of red, the intensity of his stare burning me to my core. Having him look at me that way shouldn’t harvest this kind of reaction.
“Good morning,” I muttered, my tone flat and my smile fake, hoping my voice would break his reverie.
With a small shake of his head, he finally broke eye contact, shifting his gaze to the rest of the people sitting at the table.
“Is my schedule righ
