"Miss. Smith, is there something on your mind as you look at me?"
Unintentionally lost in thought, she was suddenly pulled back to reality by Chuck's cold voice. He tapped the ash from his cigarette, his deep, dark eyes staring straight at her. Those eyes seemed to hold whirlpools capable of drawing people in.
Seeing the hint of a smile playing at the corner of his mouth and a softness on his distinguished face, Mia's heart skipped a beat. She quickly glanced around, noting the disgusted expression on Tanya's face, as if Mia had just tried to seduce Chuck. Susan, on the other hand, still looked conflicted.
She quickly gathered her thoughts, avoiding Chuck's expression, and cleared her throat, "I'm just waiting for Mr. Holland's final verdict on Johnson's design. After all, only once yo
