CHAPTER 95

YVONNE

I chewed on my bottom lip when he sat beside me. I don't think this is a good idea. Actually, it seemed like a terrible one. I just knew it.

His manly scent immediately wafted through my senses. He always smells so good. It was the only thing I could think of, damn it. How am I supposed to finish anything when my brain ceases to function around him?

I shook my head to somehow clear my mind.

"Is there something wrong?" Vladimir asked.

"No," I gasped. "It's just... uh." I struggled to form coherent thoughts.

Fuck. What was I doing again? Ugh!

I mustered all my strength to be able to look away from him. I turned to my screen to remind myself of what I was doing.

"Uhm, Dave told me to make a draft of the project's mission," I told him when I finally gathered my wits.

"Why do you always have to talk about him?" he asked, sounding pissed.

I turned to look at him. My forehead creased when I saw the serious expression on his face. What's wrong with that?

"What?" I confusedly asked.

"St