CHAPTER 12 You’re avoiding me

  Cavin's POV**

  My hands clenched briefly at my sides as I walked toward my office, trying to focus on the tasks that lay ahead. But it was futile. My mind was elsewhere, trapped in a space I couldn’t escape.

  Eliza.

  Her name rolled through my mind like a storm.  

  Last night replayed vividly, every detail etched in my thoughts—the way her breath had hitched when I touched her, the way her skin had flushed under my gaze. She had trembled, that much I knew, but it wasn’t just fear.  

  There was something else in her eyes, something unspoken, that gnawed at me now, making it impossible to concentrate.

  I dropped into my chair and ran a hand through my hair, exhaling slowly.  

  *Focus, Cavin.*  

  Work was supposed to be the distraction, but today it felt more like an obstacle—something standing between me and the image of Eliza seared into my brain.