Chapter 34. Straighten Your Back and Hold Your Head

Layla’s POV

He stepped down from his chair and took the three steps down from the platform but still as he stood away from me he looked big, huge even.

His arms were like tree trunks and his chest was broad and his shirt clung to his chest.

As he lifted his arms and stretched them over his head his shirt rode up and I saw the deep knitted v that disappeared down his jeans.

“Careful where your eyes wander,” I hastily looked up and met his gaze. I still didn’t know his name and for some reason it felt anticlimactic to ask him. My nerves were jumbling together and my tongue was twisting in my mouth.

Even Clara was backing away and lowering her head in a submissive stance.

“Let me show you something.” He walked over to the massive oak, half-moon shaped, table that stood against the wall. It looked old but nicely preserved just like everything else here.

“Place your hand on the surface.” I looked at him and then cast a quick glance back at