Gemotions

The scent of lavender was overpowering. The room was too warm. As she looked across at him, Sarah felt a tightness in her chest, a feeling she hadn't experienced in years. The air seemed to buzz with a strange energy. He wasn't the boy she remembered. He was a man, a professional… and something else.

“So, Sarah,” Mark said, his voice low and soothing. “Let’s talk about your relationship with your father.”

She shifted uncomfortably in her chair, a sudden prickling sensation running up her spine. She felt a burning sensation between her legs. She couldn’t look away.

She was suddenly very, very aware of the way her shirt clung to her breasts.