Do you mean butterflies in your stomach?

Ivy was panting when she slammed the door closed. Her hands slowly balled into fists until they were trembling. Looking back at the office she came from, she ground her teeth in fury. 

'Silas Zhu,' Even her inner voice was shaking just as hard as her heart. 'Your day will come someday.'

Her face crumpled with equal anger and disgust, gazing down at the arm Silas held. She clicked her tongue, storming away from this wretched office. Surely Silas was a lost cause. There was no way he would ever redeem himself. The man didn't even have intentions of redeeming himself.

'Dominic Zhu, just what the hell are you thinking?'