“Okay.” He said after a moment and added, “I’ll be waiting for you outside. Get your things.”
His voice was cold and as I looked up at him, our gazes locking, a chill passed through me.
“Okay.” I replied curtly, and turning around, he began to walk out of the room, leaving me to stare at his retreating figure. I bit my lips in desire as I stared at his nice physique.
Even from behind, he was still muscular, and his biceps by the sides shot out so sexily. How could this man ever be in his forties? … Damn, he still looked and carried himself so well.
I swallowed a huge lump of saliva down my throat, willing myself to stop ogling him, and I blinked, flustered.
“Do you need anything?” I heard him say.
Opening my closed eyes, I saw that he’d stopped walking and was staring at me wit
