This was fucking killing him.
He’d never felt this way about anyone, never wanted anyone this badly, had been fighting it for so long thinking that it would go away, but it wasn’t going away and he…
Christ, he didn’t know what he was, but he knew that he couldn’t do this. He was her boss, only…
She meant the world to him and he couldn’t do anything about it.
He needed to stay focused, Devyn reminded himself as he toed off his shoes and pulled off his shirt, tossing it over his jacket before dropping down on the couch and sighed. He needed to stay focused, he kept reminding himself as he lay there, staring up at the ceiling as he thought about everything that was at stake, the list of hotels that they still needed to take a closer look at, and going over everything he had to do today, anything to stop thinking about the woman in the other room.
When he heard the bathroom door open a few minutes later, Devyn closed his eyes as his hands fisted by his sides and he inwardly screamed at himself to stay where he was, knowing that if he got off that couch that he was going to do something that he would regret. Swallowing hard, he listened as Andi quietly tiptoed throughout the small apartment, shutting lights off as she went and then-
She was crawling on top of him and laying her head on his chest with a soft sigh as he wrapped his arms around her and couldn’t help but feel like she was exactly where she belonged.
And that scared the hell out of him.