I had thought as much, but I also watched and listened to those religiously. It's how I garnished any information. But then again, as I sat here talking with him, I realized I knew far more being his PA than he let on in those interviews.
“Well now I do,” I huffed, causing him to chuckle, and I really liked that sound. “I mean, I would listen or watch, but I guess I still don't know nearly enough. Like these little moments.”
“They are nice. It's also nice not having to be fake or try to impress someone. That's why I don't date too much. I get far too annoyed trying to be someone I'm not.”
“I can see that. Well, I'm glad you get to be your plain, old boring self with me.”
He reached over, his fingers meeting my side, and I squealed, jumping back from his ticklish fingers.
“Ticklish huh?”
“Stop that,” I told him, swatting his hands away. “No tickling.” I gave him a mock glare which only made him laugh harder, and I realized he needed to do that far more.
“Fine, Tessy, no tickling, if you tell me something real.”
“I'm boring, why would you want to know anything about me?”
“No, you find yourself that way, but I don't. Not at all.”
“Okay, fine,” I took another sip of my hot chocolate, staring at the liquid before finally looking back at him. “I really enjoyed our kisses. I've never had someone consume me like you did and I really long for more.”
“You like my kisses, huh?”
I know I shouldn’t be embarrassed, but I couldn't help it. That was not something I would ever tell a man. Especially one I liked as much as I liked him.
“You know,” he started, moving closer as his hand cupped my cheek, “a man likes hearing that.”
“Yeah?”
“Yes ma’am.”
“So, what are you going to do about it?”
Was this me flirting?
Yes, it was. And I rather liked it.
I also liked how his eyes got darker and liked how he drew me closer.
But I down right loved when his lips brushed over mine, teasing me, before they crushed mine. His other arm snaked around my waist and yanked me up against his body, making me lose my mind in a desire filled haze.
And I was powerless to do anything other than kiss him back and relish every taste he was going to give me.
Was I already drowning?
Damn right.
But with him, there wasn’t any other way to go and all I could do was let him take me along. I had no wish to fight him, ever.
And I would be here for as long as he let me be.
Chapter 8
Joshua
Why was this woman driving me crazy, I wasn’t sure.
But she was.
