Rose

“What expression?”

“The one that says you were expecting something else,” Victor replies, crossing his arms. A small smile teases his lips.

I shake my head. “I wasn’t expecting anything. We are at work, so, of course, you want to talk about work, duh!” I giggle nervously.

Victor chuckles and leans forward on his desk, his gaze intense. “Don’t tell me you are having naughty thoughts about me at work too, Rose.”

I shake my head, feeling a flush spread across my ...