s POV

I twirl the swivel chair around idly, a pen in my hand and my lower lips in between my teeth.

Coming to work today is a mistake. I haven't been able to do a single thing since I arrived here. This is because I have been distracted by one thing or the other.

Celine's thought fills my mind and I am trying to comprehend just how and why the kiss happened this morning.

I am still trying to figure out what the hell came over me that pushed me to kiss her that way. I haven't figured out why I have suddenly become attracted to her and now...