Chapter 138

Dominic suddenly called out to her. Vespera turned back. "Yes, Mr. Reid? Is there something else you need?" He looked at her and tapped his own cheek. Vespera maintained her professional smile, but she was confused. What was he trying to say? Was there something on his face? Seeing her puzzled expression, Dominic motioned for her to come closer. She stepped forward even though she was unsure of what he wanted. Then, without warning, he rose from his chair. His tall frame loomed over her, blocking out the light and subtly shifting the air around her with his presence. The next second, his finger gently brushed her cheek. The touch sent a jolt through her. Goosebumps rippled from her face down her neck. "You—" she gasped, eyes widening in alarm as she instinctively took a step back. "There was something on your face." Dominic's voice was low and calm. He held up his finger for her to see. A faint smudge of brown coffee powder clung to his fingertip. Vespera was at a loss for