In one smooth motion, he pushed his heavy leather chair forward, trapping me in the narrow leg-space while his lower body remained positioned right in front of my face.
I squeezed my knees together, clutching my tablet against my chest as a quiet, breathless giggle escaped my lips.
Why? Why on earth did he just shove me under his desk like some dirty secret?
I was his official executive secretary...everyone in the building knew I was in his office! So why hide me away so frantically all of a sudden?
Did I really affect him that deeply? Did the thought of someone catching us together drive him into a panic?
Elias leaned forward slightly, his head dipping below the mahogany edge just enough to glare down at me with lethal promise.
"You better stay completely still down there," he wh
