"Boss?" His voice cracked slightly, betraying his nerves. He cleared his throat and tried again, louder this time. "Boss, Isaac is here."
There was a pause. A long one.
From inside, the deep, cool voice that always seemed to wrap itself around Bella's nerves came through the door.
"Let him in."
Bella's breath caught. Her fingers clenched around her phone so tightly she worried it might crack. For a second, she considered turning back, running down the hall and never coming here again. But then she remembered the violet shirt, remembered Dorabella's kiss, remembered the smirk in his eyes when he teased her.
Her lips curved stubbornly. Fine. You want Isaac? You'll get Isaac.
Jeffery swung the door open, stepping aside with a dramatic gesture. "Sir, presenting Isaac," he said proudly, as though unveiling some grand treasure.
Bella lifted her chin and walked in, her steps steady despite the wild pounding of her heart.
