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CHAPTER 15 - JANE

An uncomfortable silence stirs in the office as neither of us says a word to the other. I'm seated on one of the swivel chairs for visitors. I'm not a bit relaxed and I can't even figure out why. It's not my first time coming in here. But today, it feels like a first, and odd.

Maybe because I had to lock the door, and how calmly he'd been, and how he'd smiled at me too. Maybe it was the aura swirling in the room, or maybe I was just overthinking things. I don't know. I'm just really uncomfortable. I wish I could just leave.

It's even worse that he demands me but still has his gaze fixed on the files. He has not spoken a word after he asked me to sit. Now I'm wondering if that had been a mistake. Should I just excuse myself? Wouldn't that be rude?

"Sir," I clear my throat, needing to get his attention. His brown eyes shoot up and linger, just a little below my face. I follow his gaze and it falls on my cleavage, popping out from the few unlocked buttons in my button-f