CLAIRE
His eyes fell to my lips before quickly returning to my face. It was a fleeting moment. So quick it could be missed in the blink of an eye.But I didn’t blink, and I certainly didn’t miss it. The rush of heat that surged through me was instant and all-encompassing, reaching all the way to my fingertips.
No. Absolutely not. This was not supposed to happen.
I took a step back, creating a gap of twelve inches between us, then eighteen, and finally two full feet of hallway that felt like the bare minimum needed to prevent me from making a foolish decision.
"I'll get Chloe get to bed," I said, my tone surprisingly steady. "Goodnight, Mr. Asante."
I turned and headed back to the living room before he could reply. Chloe was still sitting on the floor, her drawing complete, proudly held
