chapter 21

Leslie turned around, startled to see Julian just a few feet away from her. Her eyes trailed his physique from where she stood. She caught herself wondering sometimes what his workout routine was like or whether he even worked out at all. Maybe he was one of those people God decided to bless with a drool-worthy physique without them having to do anything. He'd gotten rid of the suit jacket at dinner, but it did nothing to deter from his overwhelming appearance. If anything, it made him look... hotter with rolled-up sleeves and tousled hair from work.

She stepped away from the door, trying to look intimidating as she whisper-yelled, "You startled me!"

"I was behind you all along, Miss Harrison. You were too in your head to notice."

"What are you doing here anyway?" Leslie said. "I'll have to remind you again that this is my house," he replied, mirth dancing in his eyes.

"I... I know that, but this is my room—"

"Which is still part of my house," he said with a subtle smirk playing at hi