Whose fault?

Chapter 39

Heat pulled to my cheeks again and I was certain he saw them from the bright light in the hallway,

‘Would you like me to accompany you', dark eyes fix me with a soft look,

‘Hmm', coherent words flee and I fumble for words through the hold that he had me in.

His finger kept sliding across the inside of my wrist in a circular motion and I hoped he wasn’t able to feel the blood pounding through my veins from how fixated he was on my pulse point.

I blink once, twice and take two steps back and pull my hand free, my wrist suddenly feeling cold from the absence of his touch,

I avert my eyes from his and try to make meaning of his statement.

Shaking my head in an attempt to clear my head, my eyes catch on the disappointment that registers in his eyes for a brief moment,

‘I'll let Miss Debra know that I assigned you a task.’

Seconds pass before I nod my head in understanding,

‘Thanks’, even though I couldn’t hope to fathom the meaning behind his words,