She laughed, the sound soft and warm and intimate between us.“You’re right.When do we leave?”
“It’s still six weeks away, but we’re looking at the first week of January,” I said, casually strolling around the table to her side, but still maintaining a respectable distance just in case anyone walked by and glanced into the conference room.“We’ll probably be there for four or five days total.”
“Four or five days.”She said it slowly, like she was considering what that meant.“In Vegas.Together.”
“With the rest of the team,” I added, though we both knew that wasn’t really the point.
“Right.The team.”Her eyes held mine, and I didn’t miss the mischievous glint there.“Very professional.”
“Extremely professional,” I echoed, matching her tone, but my hands itched to reach out and touch her.Which I resisted, of course.
“Nothing unprofessional will happen whatsoever.”
I shoved my hands into my pants pockets, fighting a smile.“Absolutely not.”
“Good.”She picked up her laptop and tucked it under her arm, but she didn’t move right away.“Because we have boundaries now.”
“Very firm boundaries.”
“Exactly.”She paused, her fingernails drumming once against the laptop.“Although Vegas is pretty far from New York.”
“Three time zones,” I said, staring at her mouth.
She licked her bottom lip.“And what happens in Vegas…”
“Stays in Vegas,” I finished, my voice lower.
She smiled in a way that made my pulse spike.“Just making sure we’re on the same page.”
I swallowed back a groan.“Morgan, we’re supposed to be taking this slow.Remember?”
“I do remember.”She tilted her head slightly, studying me.“But you’re the one who booked us a trip to Vegas.”
“For work,” I countered.
“Mm-hmm,” she said, clearly amused.“And I’m sure you were thinking very professional thoughts when you considered that both of us would be going.”
I had been.Mostly.The fact that it would mean several days of seeing her outside of the office, working closely together, maybe finding moments alone—that had been entirely coincidental.At least, that’s what I was telling myself.
“I was thinking about the product launch,” I said.
“Sure you were.”She rolled her eyes playfully, but her smile was soft and affectionate.
“I’m serious,” I insisted, though I couldn’t hide my grin.
“I believe you.”She was trying not to laugh now.“You’re very serious.Very focused on work.”
“I am.”
“So focused that you couldn’t pay attention during my presentation this morning?”she pointed out with a triumphant gleam in her eyes.
I opened my mouth.Closed it.She had me there.
Her smile widened.“That’s what I thought.”
I narrowed my gaze, just a bit.“You’re enjoying this.”
“Maybe a little.”She exhaled a breath that wasn’t quite steady.“Actually, it’s nice to know I’m not the only one who’s distracted.”
