Cara POV
I entered my room and slammed the door shut behind me.
My legs headed for the bathroom, splashing water on my face repeatedly.
‘What were you thinking?’
I know I did nothing wrong, I grimaced again, splashing more water on my face.
‘I’ll just change, go downstairs and we'll head to the office. Nothing extraordinary, right?’ I nodded to my reflection in the bathroom mirror.
I walked the stairs, my shoes flat, not wanting to draw any attention from Draven.
I turned to the kitchen and there he was, all dressed up.
He bent forward on the kitchen aisle, which made his muscles bulge in the arms of his white shirt.
I bit my lips, averting my eyes.
Clearing my throat, he looked up, “Let's get going.” His eyes roamed my body before giving a nod.
“Jason will be here in a minute.
