SHELLY'S POV

With steady hands, I placed the coffee cup down in it's saucer then moved to arrange the files on the table.

Leaning over the table, I arranged the files into a neat pile, yet I could still feel his gaze on me.

"Stop at staring at me," I finally said as I raised my eyes to meet his.

"Just checking to see if you have eye bags or if your face is puffy."

"Why would my face be puffy?"

"Who knows, maybe you cried all night."

Pausing my lips, I watched Lewis smirk as memories of ...