"No need. I feel a bit warm, too," Joshua replied.
Stella chanced a glance at him, only to find him staring at her with an unwavering intensity. His dark eyes were like deep, still pools, glinting with an unreadable light.
A shiver ran down her spine. That familiar, yet rare, sense of unease washed over her again. A strange premonition of danger pricked at her subconscious. She knew, instinctively, that she had to get out of there.
Forgetting all about work, Stella shot to her feet. "I have something to take care of. I'll be right back."
Without waiting for his reaction or daring to look at his face, she ducked her head and made to leave. But as she turned, Joshua suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.
"Star, wait."
Already flustered and desperate to escape, she hadn't anticipated his move. Caught off guard, she lost her balance and nearly fell.
With lightning-fast reflexes, Joshua pulled her back upright. Stella felt a flush of shame and frustration at her own lack of composure. She wasn't some naive girl who'd never seen a man before. What was wrong with her today? She had made a complete fool of herself in front of him. If Joshua knew she was having wild thoughts about him, he would probably think she was pathetic.
"Star, are you okay?" he asked.
Stella took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart. "I'm fine. I just... I really do have something to do. I'll come find you in a bit."
Before he could reply, she hurried out of the room, her quick pace looking suspiciously like a panicked retreat.
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