Callie
The door clicked shut behind me, the thud echoing in Grayson’s study. Immediately, the tension that had built all morning seemed to melt around us, replaced by anticipation.
Every nerve in my body buzzed as I took an hesitant step inside, acutely aware of the scent of his cologne.
My pulse pounded in my ears as I took in the sight of him, his dark gaze sweeping over me with a ferocity that made my skin prickle.
Every glance he gave was like a magnet, pulling me closer, daring me to close the distance between us.
“Close the door,” he murmured, his voice commanding, yet soft enough to make me tremble.
I obeyed without hesitation, letting the click of the lock behind me be the final barrier to the outside world.
As he stepped closer, I could see the subtle shift in his post
