She looked like she was holding her breath. Like she wasn’t sure if walking in here was brave or reckless. Maybe both. I liked that.

I could see the question forming in her eyes even before she said it. “Won’t the CEO get mad at you for letting me in?”

I tilted my head, let a little smirk play at my lips as I stepped closer—close enough to catch the soft scent of her perfume.

“I don’t think I’ll be mad at myself, sweetheart.”

Her cheeks turned a lovely shade of pink, and I swear she looked away just to hide the smile she was trying not to show. Let the rules be damned. She was the only thing I’d break them for.