pte
tto'
y. I raised my eyebrows in surprise. Is he offering me a job?
t sure I'd fit in here. I cannot stand your presence... I cannot stand your b
ecimen of a man cocked his head to one side, in
y, and I'm not blonde. I said internally as I heaved a
. I tore my eyes away from his scrutiny and stared blindly down at my knotted fingers. " You are the human definition of
y c
my files into my carry-on. His
having our comp
e said, polite as ever. As I rose
nge or a threat, I was not sure which. I frowned. When will we ever meet again? I al
he odd current between us was still there. It
oving with slight sturdy dignit
He gave me a small smile. Obviously, he was referring to my
dened. I'm glad you find me entertaining, I bellowed inwardly, w
your boss asked?
diculously aware of my surroundings, I shrugged it on. Mr. Teroz placed his hands for a moment on my shoulders. I gulped at the contact. If he noticed my reaction, he
orway beside the elevator with one hand on the wall. He really was very, very good-looking. It was distracting-his perfectly sculptured lips. He moved,
he said as
lips before tinkering the tip of his
natto," he
, staggering once, but fortunately not plunging onto the immaculate sandstone floor. I raced for the wide glass doors, and I was free in the br
is civility? Wealth? Power? Or that one time so many years ago? Did he remember...did he recognize me? I don't u
verreacting to something that was a moment flick. Okay, so he was very beautiful, complacent, domineering, and self-assuredā bu
nd saw my best friend June, waiting for me at the company
wear a sour expression on two vague occasions. One; someone had eaten her glazed doughnut or the pastry s
to his office when you get back
s with the
e but I thin
I narrowe
nded over to him in completion of your internship for a
tion for what? I
laced the call. you are to..." I ignored her and pushed past
wo-year-old boss said the second I stepped foot into h
his? I'm not leaving her
es. He wants you t
ha