Bella’s entire body went rigid.She had almost made it to the door.Almost.Dave Stark’s voice, low and steady, cut through the room like a blade.“I don’t remember giving you permission to leave.”Her heart lurched violently in her chest.For a moment, Bella simply stood there with her hand still on the doorknob, frozen in place like a child caught stealing sweets.Slowly—painfully slowly—she turned around.Dave was watching her.He stood behind the massive desk, a marker still resting loosely between his fingers. His dark eyes were calm, almost unreadable, but there was a sharp glint of curiosity in them.Bella swallowed.Hard.Her mind scrambled for an excuse—any excuse—that didn’t involve admitting she had been hiding behind his cabinet like some jealous spy.Unfortunately, her brain had apparently decided to abandon her in this moment of crisis.Her mouth opened.Nothing came out.The silence stretched.Dave tilted his head slightly, studying her as if she were some rare creature
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