Genevieve was so hooked by the aura emanating from the man's powerful presence that she lost herself completely by just staring at him.
"Miss Powers?" Gray called, staring from her to his friend as their eyes locked interminably. "Yo, Preston, you good?" He asked his friend.
Finally, they broke the eye lock and Genevieve cleared her throat and looked down at her desk as her cheeks blotched with red. "Sorry about that Mr. Gray, please take a seat."
"Alright, I'll act as though I didn't see what I thought I saw was going on there for a moment." He chuckled, easing the air above them. "This is my close friend, Mr. Preston Norman. A very seasoned and illustrious business man."
"You don't have to make the introductions like that, Gray." Preston said as they took their seat.
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