Stubborn

{ARMANDO}

Sighing, I move around the desk and sit. Why is she here? What does she want and why does she appear different? There is something about her, something different. No, it is not about her cleavage. It is nothing sexual at all. It is her challenging gaze. 

Underneath those beautiful eyes,  I can see the questions in them, do you talk to people that way? 

Placing the cup on the stool on her left side, her eyebrows shot up. I guess Aria gave her the drink, or she served herself. I wiggle my ass to find a suitable position and we continue with the gaze. 

A few minutes pass, and she parts her lips while resting her hands on her lap. I think she is trying to get a suitable position. After she feels she is comfortable, she smiles. That perfect smile invited me to join. Deep frown forms on my face as different reasons come to my mind.

"Are you here because of Brent?"

"No, why? Isn't he fine?"