Chapter 31

"You asked for me." I uncross my arms from around my chest, I know it makes me look confrontational, but I am too nervous, I can't help it. It has been four days since I walked out of this office with dread choking me up. Now I am back, and I don't know where to look without feeling my cheeks heat up with untamed flashbacks.

"Ames. How are you?" Linc's baritone is smooth and solid. Reassuring.

God, I miss him.

"I am okay." I shrug. I have managed to avoid him since that day. But being back here, looking in his eyes, and I can't help the gentle fluttering of my heart.

I don't think I will ever get used to how he looks at me. He might not know it himself, and it is even possible that I am just being delusional, but he looks at me like I am the only one around. Like I am the only one he can see.

He always has. And it does something to my self-control.

"Amelia, you can't keep avoiding me every time after we fuck. This was what I was talking