As though he were enjoying the moment, Tyler's thumb moved lightly but purposefully along the curve of my jaw.
I tried to get some room by leaning back a little in my chair, but the desk behind me was unforgiving.
"You realize that you're too tight?" His lips made a diabolical sneer, and his voice was low and deep.
My face was burning. "Tyler."
Ignoring my argument, he leaned closer and muttered, "I couldn't stop thinking about it. About you.” His eyes darkened, and I felt sick to my stomach from their intensity. "Nicole, you've destroyed me."
Trying to keep a steady voice, I swallowed hard. I glanced at the closed door and mumbled, "We're at work."
He c****d his head, clearly taking pleasure in my suffering. "You failed to respond to my question ."
"What question ?"
"When you wer
