Pretending I was not seconds away from grabbing him by that perfect collar and making out with him in front of the entire fucking company just to mark him like he marked me.
God.
I pressed my fingers to my temples, breathing slow, trying to center myself. I couldn't fall apart right now.
Not here. Not now.
So I inhaled. Exhaled. And forced everything, everything, into that same tiny box I always shoved my feelings in.
Work.
Focus on work.
Focus on anything but Kael Roman and the wreckage I just made of whatever this thing is between us.
Even if all I wanted… was to go back and unsay every word.
The rest of the morning passed in a blur I couldn't catch up with.
Emails. Numbers. Reports. I stared at my screen like it might translate itself, but my brain refused to retain anything for longer than three seconds.
