Book III - 2

JULIA

The next day, I knocked on Henry’s door, holding the designs he requested.

Now, I’ll see if my makeover was effective!

“Come in.” A voice spoke, and as soon as I heard it, I stepped inside. I found Henry sitting at his desk; a phone pressed to his ear.

“I love you too,” he said, then smiled as he ended the call. Henry shifted his gaze at me. “Hey, Julia.”

I didn’t know how to begin. I cleared my throat. “Mr. Cavendish wanted me to give this to you. He will be late, and you need it this morning.” I gave him the binders.

“I see. Thanks.” He put the folders on his desk.

I watched him for a few more seconds. How was I supposed to get over his beautiful face? He oozed power and charisma. His aftershave and rosewood scent warmed my senses. Everything about Henry was manly.

“Do you have something else to say?”

Do you have a girlfriend? I shook my head. I shouldn’t ask him that. That might freak him out.

“Something else you need?” he asked again.

“Nothing,” I murmured.

He raised an eyeb