THEA "Kiss me," I repeated, my voice tight. He wasn't moving, he wasn't answering, he just stared at me with those guarded, heavy eyes."We can't do this," he started again, that same tired excuse.My patience snapped. I shoved his chest, hard, and stepped back. The air between us felt thick, and suffocating. "What is it, Rowan? What exactly do you want? Don't touch me, don't kiss me, don't do this, don't do that... We can't do this... What exactly do you want to do then?"I didn't wait for his answer. I turned away, feeling the heat of his gaze on my neck. I adjusted my shirt, pulling the fabric taut, knowing exactly what I was doing as I turned back to face him.I saw his eyes drop, lingering right on the curve of my breasts. A bitter, reckless smile tugged at my lips. "Fine," I said, pitching my voice to be heard clearly. "You’ve made yourself crystal clear, Boss. I won't disturb your peace again. I’ll go find a man who actually knows what he wants. I’m sure it won’t take me
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