She felt the cold permeate her bones as everything in her stopped, her heart no longer beat, her lungs no longer expelled air and her body no longer moved. She wondered if she was dying. Suddenly she remembered the conversations with Savannah and Derrick. “Dulce is Doctor Portman’s patient?”
“Yes,” he moved closer to her but stopped when she took a step backward, ramming her back against the open door of the filing cabinet. He stopped moving wondering if she was going to find a way to run from here as well.
She nodded at him and then sat at her desk. She had to keep professional and not lose her cool. She would not lose her job for the second time in life because of him. She ignored the way he towered over her desk, staring down at her, his amber eyes not leaving her. She waved to the ch
