ROMAN'S POV
“It depends. If it’s important, I could use your computer and start immediately. If it’s not that important, then I could just wait till I get home and use mine,” he said.
His tone was casual, but his eyes told me he was ready to dig in if I gave the word. I glanced down at my wristwatch, the golden hands ticking toward a deadline I was deliberately ignoring. By now, I should’ve been focusing on the pile of documents in front of me, signing off on the shareholder reports that were due before the day ended. Every second I delayed meant another reminder email, another call from my assistant asking where the files were.
And yet… I couldn’t bring myself to care.
Something in my gut that faint, irritating whisper that rarely ever led me wrong told me to push everything aside. To
