Ana's POV
"Are you pulling away from me, Anastasia?"
"No." The word came out too fast, and I heard how it sounded. "I'm setting boundaries. At work. That's all this is."
"Boundaries." He said the word like he was tasting something bitter. "That's a clean word for it."
"It's the true word for it. There's a difference between work and this, between the office and here, and I'm trying to keep them separate so I can survive the office. That's not the same as pulling away from you."
"Isn't it?" He slowly came around the counter, that unhurried way he had that made my heart speed up whether I wanted it to or not. "I have seen people set boundaries my whole life. Do you know what a boundary is, really? It's a fence you build one panel at a time so that when you finally walk away, you can te
