Julie’s pov“Come in and shut the door behind you,” Marcus said the second I stepped over the threshold of his glass office. His voice stayed level, no extra warmth, just that low controlled tone that made the rest of the floor noise fade the moment the door clicked shut.I closed it and stood there a second longer than I needed to, feeling the shift in the air. His office smelled like paper and cleaned expensive soap. He was already sitting behind the wide desk, sleeves rolled to the elbows, tie loosened just enough to show the base of his throat. Forty-four looked good on him in a way that made my stomach pull tight. Sharp face, calm eyes that didn’t miss much, hands steady as he flipped open a folder and set it aside.“Sit,” he said, nodding at the chair across from him.I sat, crossed my legs, and tried not to fidget with the hem of my skirt. The chair was firmer than the ones out on the floor and it forced me to sit up straight. “You wan
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