Damian's POV

I shouldn't be thinking about her like this.

But here I am - staring at the glow of my office window, pretending to read a report I've skimmed three times already, and thinking about the curve of Rachael's smile.

It's ridiculous.

She's my assistant. Smart, focused, and annoyingly good at her job.

But the more time I spend around her, the more I find myself noticing things I shouldn't - the way she tucks her hair behind her ear when she's thinking, the way she smells faintly of ...