Eva’s POVThings between Micah and I have been tense.The heated looks, the subtle arm brushes…my heart has been unsteady after I confessed to wanting him last night.“Definitely, Mr Faukson, we can set up a meeting,” Micah says into his phone, but his eyes remain on me from across the room.I avert my gaze, cheeks heating up.“My assistant will be in touch,” he continues. “Yes…thank you….”When I realise I’ve been paying attention to his conversation instead of working, I tune him out.My fingers fly across the laptop on my desk as I go over Micah’s emails, meetings and necessary files.“Eva? Sweetheart?” I still, breath catching in my throat. Ever so slowly, I lift my gaze to Micah, aware of the tension brewing between us.My smile is tight. “Yes? Do you need something?”“Lunch,” he replies. “Can we get lunch up here?”When I catch the time on my laptop screen, I gasp, horrified. “I’m so sorry, I completely lost track of time.”His lips tilt in a half smirk, and he pushes to his fe
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