TAKE MY HAND
In spite of her whispering, I dart up from my chair and abruptly swivel to my left, looking her right in the eyes.
Her voice rings of urgency. I was so busy tweaking the website of my little sideproject, I didn't even see her come up to my desk. I'm as flabbergasted by her sudden appereance out of nowhere as by her rushed, yet undoubtably handsome looks. I'm about to tell her to go into the producing office for any inquiries, as she glances at me with such an intensity that it shut me right up.