97

Nerthus

Feeling the urge to pant for air, I squirm in my seat.

The little voice in my head is screaming how I should recognize that this isn’t about work. He can’t say such things or do certain gestures if he wasn’t into me on an entirely other basis.

But I drown it in my doubt immediately, shutting it up.

And I surely have enough material to do it, as he had treated me badly enough to never get her to re-emerge to gasp for air.

Clearing my throat, I fight hard to keep my voice from trembling as I try to get the conversation going in another direction.

And without those breathtaking words of his.

“What about me falling for you and you threatening to drop me?”

“I’m sorry if I acted like this. But you have to know that this is all new to me as well.” He shakes his head, capturing my gaze with his intense one.

“I was just doing my job,” I whisper, and he smirks.

Lowering his voice as well, he leans in even more. “But you liked being with me, didn’t you? You had feelings for me.”

Had…

“Y