Chapter 37 Bend Over Your Desk

• I did what he asked, my hands shaking in fear. Not for the first time, I regretted my decision. Now that I thought about it, it was childish. Why didn't I just confront him about his relationship with Ocean instead of doing something as dumb as this?
• “What should I do with you?” His voice was cold, his tone detached. There was no warmth in his gaze, not that I knew expected him to look at me with anything but warmth.
• “I'm sorry,” I whispered, biting my lower lip. My heart was still thudding loudly in my chest and my palms were sweaty. My lips were trembling badly.