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could go where it shouldn’t between them. She motioned to one of the chairs in front of her desk. “Please, have a seat.” He sat, keeping his eyes on her. She opened a desk drawer and took a file out of it.
Spreading pages before him, she explained what each one was and showed him where he needed to sign them. As she spoke, she kept her eyes on the paperwork, but she could feel him watching her, and it took everything in her to stay focused on what she was talking about. Finished explaining finally, she looked up at him and found his eyes lingering on her mouth.
Clearing her throat, she handed the pen in her hand to him and lifted her chin confidently. “Please get these signed and then you can begin your training with Koichi.”
He didn’t look away from her as his hand closed over hers, his fingers slowly brushing her skin as he took his time taking the pen from her. She drew in a subtle breath and let go of the pen, withdrawing her hand quickly. She had hoped he hadn’t seen her reaction, but judging from the half grin on his face and the wicked glint in his eyes, she knew he had.
Lisa rose up from her desk and walked toward the small table at the corner of her office where a pitcher of ice water stood. She poured herself a glass and drank it slowly, willing her heart to slow and her body to cool down.
She was so intent on calming herself that she didn’t hear him get out of his chair and walk to her. She didn’t realize he was near her until she felt him immediately behind her, and everything in her caught fire and froze at the same time. She turned where she stood and found herself almost chest to chest with him. She could smell the fresh scent of soap on his skin and feel the heat from his body as he smiled down at her.
“Thank you for everything you’ve done to help me with this,” he said in a soft velvet voice. “I appreciate it.” He let his eyes fall from their connection with hers to her lips, and as he stared at them, he opened his mouth just a little as if he was thinking of taking a bite of her; tasting her, and then he raised his eyes slowly and shared a gaze with her. She could not speak or breathe.
“I hope you let me thank you properly soon…” He smiled a little as he stared right into her eyes. She was sure that her heart was going to pound itself out of her chest. He chuckled a little and gave his head a shake before turning and walking toward the door.
“I’d love to stay in here with you and get to know you much better, and I will at some point in the very near future, but for now, I better go see Koichi. Do you know where he is?” he asked with a mischievous light in his steel blue eyes.
She struggled to draw in a breath and maintain some semblance of her composure. “He’s in the water garden to the left when you walk out of the door,” she answered him in an even voice. She had no idea where the calmness in her tone had come from. She was anything but calm, but she was also grateful that somehow her brain had managed to override her body and act as though he hadn’t had the effect on her that he had. She prayed with everything in her that he hadn’t been aware of it at all, but there was a part of her, deep in her, that felt as if he knew far more about what was going on inside of her than she wanted him to know. She was beginning to wonder if there was anything she could really keep from him.
He left and she turned back to the water in front of her. She swallowed half a glassful of the cool water, wishing that she could wash the whole inside of her body with it and ease the heat in her. She stalked over to her desk and sat down again, covering her face with her hands. She told herself that she had to get a grip on herself and on her emotions and thoughts. She absolutely could not let a man like him affect her the way that he did.
He was a student and a fighter there at the dojo, and she was one of the staff. That was the extent of their relationship, and that
Spreading pages before him, she explained what each one was and showed him where he needed to sign them. As she spoke, she kept her eyes on the paperwork, but she could feel him watching her, and it took everything in her to stay focused on what she was talking about. Finished explaining finally, she looked up at him and found his eyes lingering on her mouth.
Clearing her throat, she handed the pen in her hand to him and lifted her chin confidently. “Please get these signed and then you can begin your training with Koichi.”
He didn’t look away from her as his hand closed over hers, his fingers slowly brushing her skin as he took his time taking the pen from her. She drew in a subtle breath and let go of the pen, withdrawing her hand quickly. She had hoped he hadn’t seen her reaction, but judging from the half grin on his face and the wicked glint in his eyes, she knew he had.
Lisa rose up from her desk and walked toward the small table at the corner of her office where a pitcher of ice water stood. She poured herself a glass and drank it slowly, willing her heart to slow and her body to cool down.
She was so intent on calming herself that she didn’t hear him get out of his chair and walk to her. She didn’t realize he was near her until she felt him immediately behind her, and everything in her caught fire and froze at the same time. She turned where she stood and found herself almost chest to chest with him. She could smell the fresh scent of soap on his skin and feel the heat from his body as he smiled down at her.
“Thank you for everything you’ve done to help me with this,” he said in a soft velvet voice. “I appreciate it.” He let his eyes fall from their connection with hers to her lips, and as he stared at them, he opened his mouth just a little as if he was thinking of taking a bite of her; tasting her, and then he raised his eyes slowly and shared a gaze with her. She could not speak or breathe.
“I hope you let me thank you properly soon…” He smiled a little as he stared right into her eyes. She was sure that her heart was going to pound itself out of her chest. He chuckled a little and gave his head a shake before turning and walking toward the door.
“I’d love to stay in here with you and get to know you much better, and I will at some point in the very near future, but for now, I better go see Koichi. Do you know where he is?” he asked with a mischievous light in his steel blue eyes.
She struggled to draw in a breath and maintain some semblance of her composure. “He’s in the water garden to the left when you walk out of the door,” she answered him in an even voice. She had no idea where the calmness in her tone had come from. She was anything but calm, but she was also grateful that somehow her brain had managed to override her body and act as though he hadn’t had the effect on her that he had. She prayed with everything in her that he hadn’t been aware of it at all, but there was a part of her, deep in her, that felt as if he knew far more about what was going on inside of her than she wanted him to know. She was beginning to wonder if there was anything she could really keep from him.
He left and she turned back to the water in front of her. She swallowed half a glassful of the cool water, wishing that she could wash the whole inside of her body with it and ease the heat in her. She stalked over to her desk and sat down again, covering her face with her hands. She told herself that she had to get a grip on herself and on her emotions and thoughts. She absolutely could not let a man like him affect her the way that he did.
He was a student and a fighter there at the dojo, and she was one of the staff. That was the extent of their relationship, and that
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