CHAPTER 105

Liam was aware of the office staring at them as he urged Mia—his hand still wrapped around her elbow—across the main floor of the office and into his sanctum. He slammed the door closed and released her, shaking his hand out to get rid of the tingling sensation that had been burning up his arm since he touched her. Releasing her was the last thing he wanted to do. What he really wanted was to push her against his desk, kiss the ever-living shit out of her and then reacquaint himself with her body.

But he didn’t.

Instead, he stalked around the desk to put the large, solid piece of furniture between them and pointed to the chair for her to sit in. He sank slowly down into his own chair, clasping his hands tightly and leaning them on the desk so he wouldn’t reach across and drag her onto his lap.

It was fucking ridiculous how much he wanted her and how much his caveman's brain had taken over his rational, stable mental capacity. He was breathing hard and when he looked up at Mia, s