He took a step forward, closing in on her. A woman as smart as her—how could she not know how he felt after all this time?
She took a step back, her expression unreadable, and gave him a distant smile. "I'm sorry, I really don't know what you mean. Besides, I'm very busy, and these reviews don't fall under my purview."
She didn't want to be hurt again, so her rejection was absolute.
Felix Draper was infuriated by her cold detachment. He tossed the tissues he had on hand onto the desk in front of her. "Wipe that lipstick off your mouth!"
Sarah Sutton looked at him, confused and wary. "What do you mean?"
"I… am… going… to… kiss… you!"
He enunciated every word. Furious, Sarah Sutton threw the tissues right back at him. "Get out of here!"
"Are you trying to force me to wipe it off for you myself?"
