Josie’s POV
"Uhm!" I turned around and I know I am looking at him quite weirdly.
What a nosey boss?
Why does it even matter? I am not obligated to share my personal business.
"Are you now dumb, Miss Garcia?" He slowly walked to me towering over my small frame. I can feel my knees getting wobbly by his close distance making me weaker with every second.
My response trapped in my throat, I had to cough a little.
"Josie, I am impatiently waiting." He smoothly advised brushing away the few run away strands of hair from my forehead.
My body shudders from his touch. Even though I had taken baby steps to interact with the opposite s*x lately, Christian Evans had always been the man that I don't feel fear or disgust with since we met.
Maybe I should have felt fear with him
