Edward moved instinctively, cupping Natalie's face, drawn by the memory of her soft, sweet lips.
Natalie's heart pounded in her chest, and her mind went blank as Edward's handsome face came closer, their lips almost touching...
But just then, the familiar ding of the elevator interrupted them, and the doors slid open.
Reality rushed back. Natalie's fingers curled against Edward's firm chest, and in a sudden move, she shoved him away.
Jonathan, standing just outside the elevator, had been looking at his phone. When he glanced up and saw them, his face lit up. "Mr. President! Mrs. Callen!"
Natalie's ears and neck turned crimson as a flustered reply escaped her lips. She quickly exited the elevator, keeping her head down to avoid his gaze.
Jonathan instinctively stepped aside to let her
