Our story is far from being over

I jerked my head back redrawing my lips far away from his alluring lips, they were calling out to me and I'm afraid I'm going to fall for the second time.

"Mr. Smith, did you shove your manners somewhere? You can't just barge into my office. "

He runs his hand into his raven black hair

"I'm sorry. Pardon my bad manners." He says. His unwavering eyes never left me and it freaking me out inside.

"I don't remember having an appointment with you," I said, pretending I was working on something on my PC as my fingers taps on the keyboard furiously just to avoid his gaze.

"April."

I paused shifting in my seat at the sound of my name by his deep smooth voice.