Elena looked up, her heart hammering against her ribs. He leaned down, placing one hand on the back of her chair and the other on the desk, effectively trapping her. The scent of expensive cologne, cedarwood, and pure authority enveloped her senses.
"You've been avoiding me, Elena," he stated quietly. It wasn't a question. Chancellor by Lexi Ray
He leaned in closer, and Elena's eyes fluttered shut, waiting for the inevitable collision of their worlds. Elena looked up, her heart hammering against her ribs
The heavy oak doors of the Chancellor’s private office clicked shut, cutting off the bustling noise of the university hallway. Elena stood rooted to the spot, clutching a stack of files against her chest like a shield. Behind the massive mahogany desk sat the man she had been avoiding for three full weeks. "You've been avoiding me, Elena," he stated quietly
He finally looked up. Piercing, stormy gray eyes locked onto hers, holding a gaze that was far too intense for a simple student-advisor relationship. "Sit down."