Starry leaned back in his chair, staring at the ceiling. The numbers and reports on his desk were untouched. He was supposed to be reviewing a proposal, but no matter how hard he tried to focus, his mind kept drifting—to Chloe.
Everything about her had become a distraction. Her voice, her laughter, the way she looked at him when she was frustrated. And then, of course, there was the kiss. There had been other kisses, but this last one was definitely haunting them both.
He had kissed her without thinking, but the moment their lips met, something inside him shifted. It wasn’t just an act, not just a moment of impulse. He had wanted to do it, had needed to. And she hadn’t pulled away immediately. She had kissed him back.
That had sent him into a spiral of emotions he wasn’t ready to deal w
