♥ Jethro ♥
It had been a long damn week. Longer than it should have been. Every day dragged like someone had pressed slow motion on my life. Meetings blurred together. The board threw tantrums about expansion timelines. And I barely heard a word of it. Not when the only thing I cared about sat just outside my office, looking too good in her pencil skirts and giving me polite, professional smiles that didn’t match the heat behind her eyes. She wanted to take things slow. I respected that. I did. But that didn’t mean I wasn’t dying every time our eyes met across the room. Every time she walked past my desk and the scent of her perfume clung to the air long after she had gone. I had never been this aware of someone before. I had never felt like I was constantly restraining a part of myself j
