I shut my eyes tightly and rolled my shoulders in slow, circular motions. A sharp inhale filled my lungs, easing a bit of the tension. Then I leaned back against my ergonomic chair, resting my neck on the pillow attached to it. I wasn’t sure how long I stayed in that position before I heard the soft creak of the door opening. Still, I didn’t move. “All done?” His deep baritone voice echoed gently through the office. I took another deep breath. The first thing I noticed was the scent—coffee, food, and something else expensive and clean—his cologne. I opened my eyes just as he came into view beside me. He was already dressed in a crisp white shirt, slacks, and polished leather shoes. His hair was slicked back neatly. My gaze dropped to the tray he was carrying—breakfast and a steaming c