Harper’s POV
“Goddamnit!” Cade shouts in raw, agonizing frustration as three sharp, frantic knocks echo against the heavy office door.
The spell is instantly broken. Cade’s head falls forward, a tortured groan vibrating in his chest as he grips the edge of the desk. I scramble backward, my heart hammering violently against my ribs like a trapped bird.
I quickly stand up, my hands trembling so badly I can barely manage to gather my hair. I twist it into a messy, loose ponytail, smoothing down the front of my blouse while desperately trying to catch my breath. Beside me, Cade hurriedly adjusts himself, his jaw clenched so tightly a muscle ticks in his cheek as he roughly buckles his leather belt. He runs a hand through his disheveled hair, his dark eyes flashing with lethal annoyance at t
