C40 CHAPTER FORTY

I feel my eyes widen but I can’t think of even a stumbling excuse. It’s not like pulling out one of my pretty pumps at this point and saying, “No, wait, I was supposed to be wearing these sexy things!” is going to help my embarrassed blush. And damn him, he’s managed to get the upper hand on me, right here at the end of the meeting. That’s not supposed to be how this goes