162

Rayden had a lot of thoughts going through his mind in those few minutes he sat in the chair across from Hailey, his phone open on his lap but forgotten.

He looked up at her, eyes locking on her face, her neat blouse hugging her curves just right. 'Hailey, you are beautiful,' he said again, his voice low and steady, repeating the words he had let slip before but now with more intention.

She blinked, her pen pausing mid-note. 'Rayden, we talked about this. You cant be telling me these things as your therapist.'

But the desires sipping through her wanted otherwise.

He stood up slowly, his tall frame unfolding like a shadow stretching across the room. He stepped closer, closing the distance until he towered over her desk, leaning in so his breath warmed her ear. 'You are so beautiful, Hailey. Every time I see you, I cant seem to get my mind of you.'

Her breath hitched, a sharp intake that made her chest rise. She pulled back slightly, her chair creaking. 'This is quite unprofessi