Ava's POV

I couldn't help but blush at his compliments in between conversations. A part of me wanted to believe that he was just flirting with me most of the time, but then again eyes don't lie. Either his eyes were holding the truth, or mine were covered, interrupting my vision. No. I'm not in love with my boss.

My mind kept slipping back to the sentence that stirred the atmosphere, but I never asked what he meant, “By not so much to repeat the process.” We spent the rest of the ...