365 DAYS WITH YOU
Then, his gentle touch on my shoulder, my chin, and he turned my face up to his, our eyes locking in a sparkling connection.
"Khloe, can we just bend the rules this once and kiss?" he whispered, his eyes burning with intensity. I felt like I melted into his gaze, my heart racing with excitement. Was the famous Carl actually seeking permission from me, a mere personal assistant to his rival, before kissing? The thought sent a thrill through me, knowing that he wanted me, and was willing to wait for my consent.