He slowly leaned down, his face inching closer to hers, brushing his cheek softly against hers like he couldn't stand even a bit of distance.
But the words he whispered made her shiver.
"It's not my business? But if I want to know the answer, I will. Maybe if something happens to him, we'll really see how much he matters to you."
Rachel's whole body trembled, and she glared at Jeffrey. "What are you planning? We're just colleagues, that's all!"
"But he likes you, doesn't he?" he murmured, his thumb brushing lightly over her lips.
Her lips suddenly felt hot, like his touch had set fire to them.
"Don't… don't do anything to him," she stammered, lips trembling slightly.
"So, you care about him?" he breathed, his voice low and calm, but there was something sharp in his eyes.
"No… no…" she whispered, trying to turn away from his breath, but she couldn't escape it.
His presence wrapped around her, making her whole body feel warm. Not just her lips, every inch of her.
