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Even if he looks ten times sexier in casual clothes, a jacket, jeans, T-shirt and sneakers, as he does when he’s in suits.
Even if his sharp, powerful body steps closer to mine, knifing through the distance between us like he’s at war with it.
He’s just a distraction.
He’s just hot.
He’s just…
“You were out of the office for most of today. Did the training sessions keep you so busy?”
I tilt my head up. “Is that an observation or are you scolding me?”
A smile curls his lips.
This time his dimples aren’t just a fleeting wink that flash out of view.
They stay.
Two giant craters.
My heart clamors to my throat like it wants a better view. This close, I can smell Sazuki’s aftershave, the same rich, minty fragrance that lives in his car.
His presence presses in against me, as tangible as his mile-wide shoulders.
Those stormy brown eyes dip to my mouth again as if he can’t help himself, as if he’s waiting for a moment to taste it.
Holy crap.
I swallow hard. “Um… did you get my report?”
“I did,” he says calmly.
“I met with three of the eight instructors. I also spoke to them about the challenges they’d faced in the past. I compiled their concerns into a spreadsheet. It’s something to consider when you and Adam tweak the MTB.”
“I know. I forwarded the email to Adam.”
“You read it and forwarded it to Adam, but you couldn’t reply back?”
“Why would I reply to a report?” He seems genuinely puzzled.
“Because it’s polite. Because you’re letting me know the email was received. Because I put in a lot of effort and a simple acknowledgement can go a long way.”
He takes another step toward me. “You have never worked in an office before, have you?”
“I don’t see what that has to do with this conversation.”
“In the office,” he lowers his head close to mine and points to himself, “I am the boss.” He points to me. “And you are the employee. I receive the emails and I choose whether or not I respond to them.”
I tilt my face up. My lips are an inch away from his. “Just because you’ve been doing things that way all your life doesn’t mean you’ve been doing them right.”
“Is that an observation or a scolding, Miss Williams?” The dimples wink at me.
I’m burning up. Too hot.
So much for thinking that drawing a line in the sand would bring me any peace. If anything, it only made the tension thicker by acknowledging that there’s something between us we shouldn’t explore.
Yaya makes a grunting sound.
