For a few seconds there, she’d been sure he was going to kiss her. She’d wanted him to, desperately. He had to have seen her willingness in her eyes. Obviously not. Would she never learn? “You idiot,” she muttered under her breath, ripping the file out of the cursed drawer. She needed to expend the energy that made her feel like she could soar through the air. All because Nic had told her she was doing a good job. “You’re pathetic.” She stood and turned back to her desk. And came face to face with Nic. She would have screamed if it’d been anyone else. As it was, she jumped nearly an inch off the ground. Nic had come back to her office without a sound while she’d had her back to the door. He didn’t say anything, but the look on his face told a great story. One she wanted desperately to hear. She blindly tried to set the file on the desk. She couldn’t have cared less when she heard it slide to the floor with a soft thwap. The intensity in his eyes held her in thrall.
