I flattened my pencil skirt, removing the crumpled fabric while the plane is landing at the Suvarnabhumi Airport. We just arrived at our destination. We reached Bangkok safely and sound.
I glanced at Sir Sebastian only to see him looking outside the window. His elbow was leaning on the armchair while his hand was covering his mouth, deeply contemplating. He looked so goddamn hot on that ankle-on-knee leg cross.
This is so unfair. Why did he have to be looked so attractive and captivating with that kind of sitting position?
"Something wrong?"
I snapped back, blinking so many times. I felt a hot and cold feeling run across my spine up to my ears, getting caught up by my boss. I shook my head.
"Nothing, boss." I sighed inwardly as I felt relief gushing through me. It was a total relief t
