sigh, trying not to get lost staring into his mahogany-colored eyes. He watches me closely, his shoulders rising and falling with shallow breaths as if he’s hoping I’ll say something. For the first time today, he looks at me without the glint of humor in his eyes. For some reason, this look from him makes me want to let my guard slip, even if just for a moment. But he’s tricked me once. I won’t let it happen again. Spending time with him is strictly professional, and I can’t let his good looks and puppy dog eyes distract me.
