Chapter 6. Knowing My Rights

Tiara POV

It was at that point that I wished I had sat down. His voice was as if born of sin. I cursed the seconds when I lowered my eyes to his lips at that very moment. It was the kind of voice that kept you stunned, paralyzed, amazed. Deep and masculine in the sexiest possible way.

My hand trembled holding my purse where I had hastily clutched the contract.

I shook myself for a few seconds, trying to concentrate and not give myself away from everything this man was making me feel inside.

To be able to do that, I had to take my eyes off him and somehow look at something else. So, with hard but sustained effort, I looked at the big coffee stain on his shirt. He was still wearing his morning shirt. I wondered why he hadn’t changed it?

Judging by the kind of store he came out of, I could hardly believe he didn’t have a spare one.?

Another huge mistake without considering that the place I was watching was rock hard. I could see the shape of his pecs