The rest halted with him.
Slowly, the man turned in our direction—and my breath caught painfully in my throat.
It was the CEO.
The memory of that strange day flooded back instantly. I was about to look away when I noticed his gaze shift—from my face… down to my arm.
I followed his line of sight.
Nothing was there. Just Eliot holding onto me.
When I looked back at the CEO again, his eyes were wide, dark, intense—like he’d just caught me doing something terribly wrong. Almost like a boyfriend who caught his lover with another man.
“Um…” Eliot whispered, leaning closer. “Why is the boss looking at you like that?”
I honestly didn’t have an answer.
People were starting to notice now, heads turning, whispers beginning—but suddenly, as if he snapped back to himself, the CEO turned sharpl
