20 — Damn butterflies

The air was taken out of my lungs. I quickly stand up and make my way out of the conference room with quick steps, making my way to Julian's office. I knock twice on the door, and, thanks to his quick response, I open the door and sneak inside.

Julian raises an eyebrow at the sight of me and lowers the papers to the desk, keeping his beautiful green eyes on me.

“I can't do that.” I'm quick to say. In fact, my words come out like bullets. And from his confused expression, I add, walking in circles around the room, “Being team leader? I'm definitely not ready for that.”

He tilts his head slightly and leans back in his chair, relaxing his back.

“Don't look at me like that!” I stop, arms crossed. “I'm serious.”

“You've been with the company for a year now.”

“This is a big project, Julian. The best should be the leader, not me.” I sigh regretfully.

“What if I told you that you're the best person for this position?” Julian raises his eyebrow, with a smile threatening to rise at the corner