(Dean)
I stand tall and confident, my eyes pinned on no one else but Bella.
Her pretty face and eyes stares back at me, bowled over.
The look on her face says it all, just as I'd expected.
Our eyes lock for a second longer before she drags her gaze away from me.
I'd taken her unaware, beating her to her own games.
"Dean," Calvin calls out as he stands up, extending a hand with a gentle smile.
I manage a smile, taking his hand, whilst watching Bella intently from the corner of my eyes.
"We hadn't expected to see you in person, your assistant reached out," Calvin says, sitting back down at the head of the table while I take my seat just directly opposite Bella. Perfect!
I give a tight-lipped smile, a gesture that belies my true intent. "Well, I changed my mind," I retort. "Or does a
