“You’re back.” I swallow roughly around the lump forming in my throat.
“Just got in today.” Draco’s gaze flickers across the office.
“Everyone’s gone home for the day.” I say quietly and his eyes meet mine. “We’re alone.”
“James.” His voice is full of warning, his face etched in longing.
“And how long are you in town this time?”
Golden rays from the setting sun pour through the slanted blinds casting vivid lines across the carpet.
“Just a week,” he answers softly.
I spell the door shut and take a step towards him. “We better not waste any time then.”