Lauren's pov,
“Why the long face?” He asked as his voice crept closer to my ears.
I was already on my heels, and the moment I turned towards the door , Ezekiel was now right in front of me.
His gaze was stuck on mine as I shifted my feet backwards with every forward step he took.
My heart raced as he wasn’t pausing, not even for a bare second.
My back got stopped by the long tables behind me, but his hands were faster than my thoughts.
“You didn't reply to my text—” he whispered.
“I was trying my best to listen in the meeting..” I whispered back.
“Hmm— do I smell jealousy,”
“How does that spin out the fact that you have people waiting right behind those doors and waiting to be called back in.”
“I don't care–” he whispered, this time again he was way closer to my ears, his hands t
