Ethan POV

Lenore moves closer. Uses the excuse of brushing something off my shoulder.

I can feel her intention. The deliberate attempt to create an atmosphere of intimacy between us.

I step back. Politely but firmly.

"I have work to attend to." My voice stays neutral. Professional. "Please, make yourself comfortable."

She smiles. Unfazed by the subtle rejection.

I watch her leave. Then return to my desk with a heavy feeling in my ...