Patricia's POV
He chased after me, and I quickened my steps as I sprinted all the way to my new office to frown.
I tried to lock the door shut when I got there but he was quick and stopped me, forcing himself in. I ignored him and tried to walk away from me but he grabbed my wrist and pushed me to the door.
He towered over me, his eyes searching mine for anything that would give me away. When he saw nothing even though he lifted my chin up with a finger, in the hottest way ever, he frowned in disappointment.
"What's wrong now, Trisha?" His voice was laced with worry, but I couldn't help being so stubborn.
"I don't know what you're talking about. Leave me alone and step out so I can go." I squeezed my face further, looking for an out but he didn't budge at all.