Se connecterNora's POVThe drive was quieter than I expected. Soft music played through the car, low enough that I could still hear the sound of the road. Cael drove with one hand on the wheel, his other hand resting between us, and after a few minutes his fingers found mine.I looked down, then at him. He didn't say anything. He simply kept driving, his thumb brushing lightly over the back of my hand. My face became warm. I looked out the window.Why was I suddenly nervous? This wasn't our first time spending time together. We had eaten together once. We had talked, we had laughed. But this felt.... different. This time we both knew there was something between us, and neither of us was pretending otherwise.I bit my lower lip.“Relax.”I looked at him. He was smiling.“What?”“You're nervous.”“I'm not.”“You've been biting your lip for the last five minutes.”I immediately stopped. “I have not.”He laughed. “You have.”“I was...."“You do know you do it subconsciously, yeah?"“Hm?He laughed. “
Nora's POV I spent the entire afternoon pretending I wasn't thinking about dinner. I was thinking about dinner. A lot. I looked at the time again. 2:17 p.m. I frowned at the clock. Why was the afternoon moving so slowly?! I looked back at my screen and tried to focus on the drawing in front of me. Five minutes later I checked the time again. 2:22 p.m. I dropped my head against the back of my chair. “This is ridiculous.” “You know I can see you, right?” I looked up. Claire was standing beside my desk with her arms folded. “See me doing what?” “Checking the time every five minutes.” I froze. Was I that obvious...? “I am not.” “You literally just did it.” “I was checking the time.” “Exactly.” I sighed. “I have somewhere to be later.” Her eyes immediately widened. “Somewhere?” I paused. Geez, I had to be careful around Chloe. “Yes...” “Where?” “I don't know yet.” Claire stared at me. “What do you mean you don't know?” “I mean I don't know.” “Are you going somewhere w
Nora's POVI found Cael near the hallway outside the conference room, standing beside the glass wall and checking something on his phone like he hadn't just told me to meet him for lunch and then ended the call before I could answer.I stopped a few feet away. “Cael.”He looked up. “You're here.”I scoffed. “Obviously.”His mouth twitched and I narrowed my eyes. “Don't.”“Don't what?”“Don't look so pleased with yourself.”He raised his hand. “I didn't do anything.”“You told me to meet you for lunch and then hung up before I could answer.”“I assumed you'd come.”I groaned internally in frustration. “That's not the point.”He slipped his phone into his pocket. “Then what's the point?”I took a breath. “We need to talk.”The amusement disappeared from his face. “About?”“You know what.”“I want to hear you say it.”I sighed and gestured between us. “This. Whatever this is.... And people are starting to notice.”He didn't look surprised. “I know.”My eyebrows lifted. “You know?”“I hav
Nora’s POVFor a few wonderful seconds after I woke up, everything felt normal. Then my brain decided to ruin my life.I yanked my pillow over my face. “Oh, fantastic.” My voice came out muffled, but the sarcasm was still there. “This again.”I stayed buried under the pillow for another minute, hoping sleep would return out of pity. It didn’t. Eventually I accepted defeat, dragged myself out of bed and shuffled toward the bathroom like someone being forced to attend their own execution.The toothbrush was halfway to my mouth before I realized I wasn’t actually brushing my teeth anymore. I was just standing there, staring at myself in the mirror, the toothbrush hanging uselessly in my hand.“No.” I pointed it at my reflection. “We’re going to work today.” The girl in the mirror looked unconvinced. “We’re going to be normal.” Silence. “Nothing happened.”I stopped. “…A lot happened.”I groaned. “Professional.” That was the goal. Professional. No running, no panicking, no embarrassing m
Nora’s POV By some miracle, I survived the rest of the workday. Barely. I didn’t know how, but I did—mostly because I avoided one particular office like my life depended on it. Every time I needed to walk past that hallway, I’d suddenly remember something on the other side of the floor. Need a file? Another route. Need to speak to finance? Another route. Need coffee? Definitely another route. I wasn’t hiding. I was… strategically relocating. There was a difference... at lleast that was what I kept telling myself. Around noon, Claire caught me making what she later described as “the longest possible journey to the printer.” She folded her arms. “Nora.” I looked up innocently. “Yes?” “The printer is behind you.” I blinked. “…I know.” “You walked around three departments.” I laughed. “I like walking.” Ryan looked up from his desk. “Inside the office?” “Well... it helps me think.” Jeremy laughed. “Think about what?” “Life.” Jenny shook her head. “She’s officially stres
Cael’s POV The office felt strangely quiet after she left. I stood where she’d pushed past me, staring at the open door for several long seconds before I finally reached over and closed it. The click echoed through the room. I let out a slow breath and rubbed the back of my neck. “Well…” That could have gone better. Much better. I walked back to my desk but didn’t sit immediately. Instead, I stood by the window overlooking the city, my hands in my pockets. The image replayed before I could stop it—her eyes, the surprise on her face, the way she’d looked at me after I kissed her, then the panic. She hadn’t even argued properly. Nora always argued. She complained, rolled her eyes, called me arrogant more often than anyone else dared. She didn’t run. Today she had. I closed my eyes briefly. “I scared her.” The words came out quietly. I wasn’t proud of that. I had promised myself I’d take things slowly. She deserved that much. Nora had already been through enough because of one man w
The ceiling was unfamiliar.That was the first thing.I lay there for a full second just staring at it, waiting for my brain to catch up with the rest of me. White ceiling. Dark curtains. Sheets that were too soft to be mine.Then everything came back at once.I sat up so fast the room tilted.The
The stranger didn’t say yes. He didn’t say no either.He just looked at me for two long seconds, then jerked his head toward the back of the bar. “VIP lounge. Now.”My legs felt loose from the drinks, but I followed him. The world tilted a little as we moved through the crowd. His hand landed on th
I don't remember deciding to go to a bar.I just ended up in one.That's the only way I can explain it. One minute I was standing outside Daniel's building already heartbroken and the next, I was on a barstool somewhere loud and dim, with a glass of something that burned in front of me and no clear
I was already shutting my laptop when they blocked the door.Not one person. Two. Claire from legal and Ryan from the projects team, both standing there like they'd planned exactly where to put their feet. Like they'd been waiting for five o'clock on purpose."Nora." Claire’s voice was flat. "We nee







