Chapter 36
Leon’s POV • • I was back at my desk, fingers tapping away at the keyboard, but my mind wasn’t fully present. The last thirty minutes had been… odd. Odd in a way that made me hyper-aware of everything, from the silence in the house to the tightness in my chest. Then it hit me, her cologne. Soft. Clean. White Peony and vanilla, is Feminine, but not overwhelming. It made the air feel gentler. I didn’t need to turn. I could already see her from the corner of my eye, standing at the doorway, watching me. Why was she just… standing there? I straightened instinctively, suddenly conscious of my posture, my shirt, even my damn hair. What the hell? I fought the urge to adjust myself like a teenager caught off guard. I kept typing. Tried to keep the calm. But the longer she stayed ther
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