When Erin Lowell wasn't smiling, her expression was rather cold, giving her a hard-to-approach air. But when she smiled, that coldness vanished, replaced by a touch of bewitching charm.
It was devastatingly captivating.
Zane Jennings chuckled, his handsome features unable to hide his delight. "Was I that obvious?"
Erin's smile faded. She didn't want anyone to get entangled with the Sullivan Family because of her. "Thank you for the kind offer, but it's not a big deal. I can handle it myself."
With that, she tilted her head toward the door. "You should go. I'll contact you tomorrow."
'Erin Lowell isn't a god. She has feelings and desires. Her heart could be moved, too. But she was afraid—so afraid that she didn't dare accept anyone's kindness.'
'If this kept up, she was even more afraid she wouldn't be able to hold back.'
Zane Jennings had only been teasing and didn't press the issue. "Alright, whatever you say."
