~SARA~
I tap my foot against the marble floor like it owes me money, my knee bouncing under the table as my eyes bores into Alex’s face.
The meeting has barely started, and Sandra is already talking—something about leveraging social media influencers to push the campaign. Two personnels from the Ford empire sits across from her, nodding along to what she says while Alex listens with that infuriating calm of his, a fingertip lazily sitting under his chin.
I don’t hear a word.
All I can see is him and the fuming rage that clouds my senses.
How dare he?
How dare he tease me like that? Leaning in, invading my space, looking at my mouth like he was seconds away from kissing me, only to open the damn window blinds like it was all some sick joke?!
Frustration sinks into my bones and I dig
