Blurring Lines

VAL

I regretted agreeing to dinner as soon as I opened the door. Nolan was standing behind her, wearing one of his impeccable suits, without a tie and with the first buttons of his shirt open, as usual, giving him an even more charming and sexy look.

His expensive, masculine cologne enveloped me, spreading through the air swiftly. His beard was perfectly groomed, and his dark brown hair was combed