Mandy's POV
After dinner, I couldn't shake the lingering sensation on my body.
It had only been a brief touch barely more than the brush of his fingers when Killian helped me into the car yet the warmth seemed to seep beneath my skin.
Inside the car, my thoughts drifted back to the dinner and Killian's steady gaze that seemed to see through every carefully built wall I had.
Bianca's words echoed in my mind.
"He's definitely interested in you, Mandy. And honestly? You deserve someone like him."
I had laughed it off back then, brushing aside her relentless teasing, but the seed had already been planted. And now, no matter how I tried to reason with myself, I couldn't completely suppress that faint, sense of unwillingness.
Unwillingness to keep things strictly professi
