Mystery Mistress 8
She was asking you for status updates on several of your accounts. The usual stuff. You answered her questions. She smiled. You were on top of your shit at work, and she obviously approved.
At one point, you lost a little bit of body control as you rattled off the details of the Southland account. Your brain was on auto-pilot since you knew exactly what was going on with the deal. But while your mind was distracted spitting out those details, it lost control of your eyes. You realized after a few minutes that you were staring straight into Jordan's shirt as you spoke. You jerked up, which was probably way too obvious, but it didn't matter anyway. Jordan was locked into your eyes. She obviously knew that your eyes were not on hers during your speech.