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“Do I make you nervous, Nick?”
He watched his throat as he swallowed. Their gaze broke and Nick was now staring down at the pile of papers in front of him, fidgeting his fingers.
He was nervous.
Charlie cocked his head while he waited for an answer. He would wait all night if he had to. A cold, hard tone echoed through the room.
“Charlie, I’m your boss.”
Charlie let out a breath while he crossed his right leg over his left knee, leaned back into the chair and allowed his body to relax. Nick was eyeing him and he could feel a smirk creep on his face. Nick might be the boss, but Charlie had all the control and they both knew it.
Bookmarked by DidilovesNick
01 May 2025
