ossible to ignore. The way Victoria had looked at her, like she was

he was looki

fingers gripping the pencil tighter than necessary. The silence s

nking," Alexand

up, confused

chpad. "You've redrawn th

parted sligh

ing the pencil down. "Maybe

r. "Or maybe you

d slightly. Was h

not every day a supermodel walk

n darkened slightly.

made her pulse race. It wasn't ju

up her neck. "I don't care what she thinks." "Good," h

he was hyper-aware of everything-his scent, the sharp cut of his jaw, t

hing that caught her

t as he picked up the pencil she had set down. The touch

aking," he

fened. "

ted over his

as Alexander Carter, the cold and distan

pencil from his fingers. "Maybe

in his gaze-amusemen

een them, heavy wi

happen if she leaned in just a little. If

ffice door swu

iver is waiting," hi

haled sharply, turning back to her

eyes stayed on her for a second too long before

this tomorrow,"

her hands weren't still

out a breath she hadn't

ust ha

atever it was, it had