The room felt too quiet.
I stood there in my office, right in front of Jaxon Ross, and for some strange, stupid reason, I suddenly became aware of everything …the way my blouse was slightly out of place, how my skirt had ridden up a little when I sat earlier, how my thighs were showing more than I intended.
He wasn’t even staring at them… but the silence between us made me feel exposed.
I cleared my throat softly and smoothed my skirt down, pretending like it was no big deal.
But my heart was beating too fast, way too fast for someone who was supposedly in control of herself.
Jaxon stood up and walked towards the window, hands in his pockets, chest rising and falling slowly like he was controlling his breathing. His eyes weren’t meeting mine. And I knew… I knew exactly what both of u
