Chapter 43 Zane Makes A Move

• I push the door open and walk in, my eyes find him immediately at his desk. He is seated in a relaxed stance, the top three buttons of his shirt is undone, revealing a chest dotted with wiry smooth hair, his square chin is cleanly shaved and his deep set eyes watch me watch him from under those long lashes.
• I try to catch my breath as I walk to the couch in the centre of his large office, I hear his chair scrape back as he follows me to the seating area. Every part of my body thrums with anticipation.
• I place my totebag on the coffee table and pull out my notepad, Zane sits opposite me, I can't read the look on his face because I can't fucking look up into his face but I can feel the intensity of his eyes on my every move. I feel like I can't breath.