Chapter 4

When had Ethan gotten here?!

I desperately signaled my coworkers, begging them to rescue me.

Instead, they gave me looks that clearly said, You’re on your own, and hurried away.

At that moment, I wanted to die…

Was there anything more embarrassing than getting caught talking about someone behind their back?!

Under Ethan’s unblinking gaze, I forced out a strained smile. “Mr. Blake, you misheard. I have work to do, so I’ll just…”

I tried to escape, but he stopped me in my tracks.

Before I could react, he used his height to his advantage, slipped an arm around my waist, and backed me against the wall. Amusement glinted in his eyes. “If you’re so curious, why not ask me? Hmm?”

Looking at that gorgeous face, I swallowed helplessly. For a second, my heart practically stopped.

If I hadn’t known there was no way he liked me, I might actually have fallen for him again.

Unfortunately, a rich woman already had her sights on him.

While my imagination ran wild, he flicked my forehead. “What’s going on in that head of yours? Talk to me.”

The sudden sting made me frown. The question slipped right out. “Then what’s your type?”

“I like…”

He studied my face, then smiled, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Somehow, he’d caught a strand of my hair between his fingers. Those beautiful eyes stayed fixed on mine as he leaned closer. We were so close I could feel his breath. He kept moving in, and I tried to retreat, but there was a wall behind me. I had nowhere to go. When he leaned closer again, I put up a hand to stop him and turned my face away, unable to meet his eyes. “D-Don’t come any closer!”

Ethan chuckled and stopped. Just as I started turning back, he leaned toward my ear. His low voice brushed against it. “I like… pretty girls.”

His breath tickled my cheek, and my face went bright red.

He gave me one amused glance, then walked away.

I stood frozen for several seconds.

Finally!

I got it. Wasn’t he basically calling me ugly?!