CHAPTER 13 A QUESTION

JARED'S POV "Sir?" "You have something on your hair" reaching towards her hair I pulled off the little thread watching as her lashes fluttered "Thank you" Leaning back in my chair, I took a quick look at the clock on my desk. I had finished a couple conference calls and sent multiple emails by just after noon. It was quieter in the office than normal. The faint sounds of desk phone rings, whispered phone conversations, and typing were audible throughout the hallways. In order to assist out and to keep Sabrina in my direct line of sight, I had invited her to accompany me to the office today. I was aware that the cleaning crew had taken care of everything earlier in the morning, so I didn't need any additional assistance. But knowing that she was there, though a short distance away, brought me a sense of peace I hadn't realized I was lacking. Her presence was a comforting balm in my frequently turbulent life. The reality was buried deeper, in that uncharted area I hadn't dared to v