Chapter 89: _ My Sin
"Isleen? Can I have a few minutes of your time?"
Lupe patted me reassuringly and urged me to go to him. Taking a deep breath, I squared my shoulders and approached Gamma Rhett.
He glanced up at me and a flicker of something clouded his face that I couldn’t decipher.
"Thanks for listening to Lupe," I said, keeping my voice even and unsure of what to say to him.
He was staring so intently at me that I thought I might pee my pants anytime soon.
"Of course," he rumbled, his gaze continued to lingering on me for too long. "She’s taking it hard."
A heavy silence descended between us. I shifted uncomfortably as the intensity of his presence made the air uneasy. It was really hard trying to keep my cool in front of this man. My fingers were itching to touch him.
"So," I finally blurted out, hating how desperate I sounded for him to leave, "what did you want to talk about?"
He leaned against the wall, his broad shoulders shortly relaxed. "Thank you for answering, Isleen. You know, after last night, I thought you might loathe me and not be able to stand seeing my face."
Argh.
Was this the reason why he called me? To stir my emotions? I knew this game that he was playing way too well. I wouldn’t let him get under my skin or put ideas in my head.