Afterwards, Davis gently released her. She took a shaky step back, her clothes slightly ruffled, her face flushed with a soft blush that crept across her cheeks and down to her lips.
She lowered her gaze in embarrassment, the weight of the moment lingering in the air between them.
She hadn't expected to fall for his teasing again—not after what happened earlier. Yet here she was, caught in his warmth, her heart racing like a wild drum in her chest.
His calm, confident gaze still held a trace of amusement, as if he had known exactly how she would react.
She took a quick glance at her phone. Her eyes widened slightly. "One hour left," she murmured under her breath. She had a meeting to attend, and she couldn't afford to be late—especially not now. Straightening her clothes a bit, Jessica made her way toward the bathroom.
