CHAPTER NINE

Noah’s POV

I stare at her as she hurries from her office towards the elevator. She looks as stunning as usual, the way her tight long skirt accentuates her curves and the way the two buttons on her shirt, kept open for comfort, although it looks responsible, still speaks promises of not just full luscious tits but also full succulent breasts.

With heavy strides, she makes her way to stand beside me as stiff as a statue. Throughout the elevator ride, she doesn’t say a single word, though she gives not-so-discreet occasional glances minus that, she doesn’t react other than that and this amuses and annoys me at the same time. The fact that once in the presence of other people, she is as bold as a peacock, and when we are alone all she is capable of doing is stealing glances at me, puts my perspective of her in a twist. I walk out of the building with her hurrying to keep up with my long steps.

My mind could not keep away provocative images of her, try as I might, right now all I can t