She saw Johari shrink into her chair, as if trying to make herself smaller, leaning back and hunching her shoulders until her neck nearly disappeared. Guilt was written all over the pained expression on her beautiful, cinnamon-toned face. Even so, he forced himself to suppress the tight pull that threatened to take hold of his stomach. This was not the moment to indulge in the attraction that only she stirred in him. For God’s sake, she had seen him in that video. She had seen him in an intimat