Krystalina~
My name rolled off his tongue like he was born to say my name only. Cold yet so warm.
He removed his touch and then walked back without saying anything further. My shoulders relaxed, and his compliment rang in my head.
My cheeks heated up, and I bit my lip trying not to blush.
I have never received such a disciplined compliment. Maybe he is really not like other men.
I walked towards the reserved table and sat on the sofa across from him. I unbuttoned my trench coat and pulled my hair back.
"Merry Christmas...you must be happy that I am considering this contract..." I spoke, trying to maintain some professionalism from my side.
I heard a deep intake of breath and a small whisper of profanity.
Does he never cuss?
He averted his gaze and raked his fingers through
