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His hair, which looks sexy when disarrayed, is styled sexily. Tight muscles bunch and flex as he shifts at the sound of my footsteps.
“Da—Mr. Stern.” I hate the shakiness in my voice.
Stop stuttering, Bianca, I scold myself and maintain the professional smile I practice for my potential clients. He’s just like any other client and I won’t treat him differently just because I’ve slept with him. Or the fact that I have a hidden agenda.
A noticeable tension stiffens his broad shoulders for a short breath before he decides to face me. His icy gaze roams over my legs encased in silk black pants to the red top I’m wearing underneath my loose black blazer.
I’m entranced as I let him take his precious time perusing me, leaving no inch of me untouched by those sharp eyes of his.
His gaze penetrating without betraying his thoughts.
I brace myself for his vicious taunts or threats. As if he can sense it, his lips twitch and I suck in a sharp breath. He’s changed and become dangerous for my sanity, I swear. I will myself to move but I’m rooted to the spot. My body, attuned to his fine one.
“Miss Bianca,” he drawls. “Should I be concerned by the fact that you’re stalking me?”
I’m almost disappointed when he doesn’t call me kitten.
“You wish.”
His eyes gleam in satisfaction when he breaks my professional calm. Without breaking our eye contact, he closes the distance between us until I’m looking up at him. My skin flushes red when his gaze drops to the deep V-neck of my blouse.
“I guess I shouldn’t be surprised to see you here.”
“What?” I blink at the sudden switch in topic.
“You always wanted to be an interior designer and work for Zara Cross.”
“I never told you that.”
“You wouldn’t shut up about it whenever someone asked you.” He smirks before his gaze softens as he says, “I’m even more confident you’ll achieve your dream too.”
“You’re the last person I’d expect to know my dream.”
“Yet I do.”
“Oh yeah? Tell me.”
“Running your own designing company,” he answers confidently without missing a beat. “Turning it international.”
Why am I pleased he guessed it right? I’m irritated at the butterflies taking flight in my belly that he believes I can turn it into a reality.
The only person I ever told about my lifelong dream was Niall, who couldn’t be less interested. He even had the nerve to tell me that I shouldn’t dream so big. His excuse was that he didn’t want me to be disappointed in the future if it didn’t happen.
I was such a lovesick fool that I actually let it slide. Or I was too young and desperate for love. I search for signs of mocking on Dash’s face but he stares back softly, no traces of a single lie.
“How did you know?” I breathlessly ask.
“You aren’t the only one who likes sneaking around, kitten.”
His stormy eyes lock on my blushing cheeks before slowly hardening into impenetrable steel. The moment ends as his softness vanishes and is replaced by the ruthless man known to the world.
Dash was always hot and cold but now he has many layers he hides behind.
I shouldn’t desire to peel them back and yet I want to.
“Let’s start the meeting, Miss Bianca,” he sharply orders.
I open my mouth to say one thing, but my lips utter another like they have a mind of their own. Once the words are out, there’s no taking them back.
