Another embarassing moment

Aria's Pov

My heart slammed against my ribs as I stood outside Kaine's office, my fingers fidgeting with the hem of my cardigan. Yesterday's memory of his bare chest, glistening with sweat as he demonstrated fighting techniques, burned hot in my mind.

"Just go in already," Davina, my inner wolf, urged. "He summoned you. Again."

"Easy for you to say," I muttered. "You're not the one who practically drooled all over him yesterday."

I took a deep breath and knocked.

"Enter," came Kaine's deep voice, sending unwelcome shivers down my spine.

I pushed the door open, keeping my eyes fixed on my shoes as I stepped inside. His office smelled like sandalwood and pine—earthy and masculine. Just like him.

"Aria," he said. "Look at me."

I reluctantly raised my eyes to meet his silver-gray gaze. Kaine leaned against his desk, arms crossed over his chest—thankfully covered by a black button-down shirt today.