"It's just the heat, nothing more," she lied, her eyes darting everywhere but his. His smirk deepened, and it only made her more uncomfortable.
"Really? I suppose I will have to call in a repairman to fix the AC then, it was working perfectly until you walked in. What a shame," Roman said dramatically, his gaze locked on her, waiting for her to look up so he could catch that blush on her face again.
Patricia nodded, chuckling nervously, but quickly noticed the silence between them. She fell for it, looking up, her gaze met his, intense and curious, freezing her in place. Like someone under a spell, she remained locked in, eyes flickering between his as she tried to decipher what was going through his mind. The longer she looked, the more she noticed the beauty of his eyes, how strikingly obsidian they were. They were so clear that she could see her own reflection in them, which stirred something in her she couldn't quite name.
