Held down Stories

As I made my way through the ballroom, I felt my brother's stare following me. It had the weight of fingertips along my spine, an invisible presence I could never quite shake. Claud knew he could trust me to play my role at this evening's charity fundraiser, which many of our top clients also attended. While he was the steely-eyed executive, I was his charming younger sister. As his assistant, I mostly stayed in the backg...

Maybe it was only my imagination, but I sensed stares on me and Dennis as we left work later that day. Walking with me toward the elevator, he rested his hand against the small of my back, his touch light but possessive. Even after we were alone, with the elevator doors firmly closed, Dennis maintained that contact. I could easily feel the warmth of his palm through my blouse. His eyes were bright while he chatted about t...