Landen turned toward my boss, giving me a reprieve from his laser-beam stare. “She stole my coffee.”
The corner of Chris’ mouth twitched, but beyond that, his facial expression didn’t change. However, I could see the amusement shimmering in his eyes.
“Is that what you left on her desk?” he asked.
Landen squinted at him and nodded.
Chris shrugged. “Then it was fair game. Office rules.”
I grinned smugly. Chris might not be demonstrative, but he did have a wickedly dry sense of humor, one that I appreciated. Some people might find his acerbic wit off-putting, but it mirrored mine, so we got along just fine.
Landen turned toward me again, his brows arching, but even I could see the show of exasperation was just that. A show. I could see the amusement just beneath in the way his mouth quirked up at the corners and his shoulders relaxed.
“You owe me a latte,” he stated.
“If you say so,” I replied nonchalantly.
Once again his lips jerked as though he was fighting a smile. I smirked at him and the curve of his mouth flattened.
He turned away from me and looked at Chris. “Ready? It’s five after ten.”
Chris rolled his eyes. “I was on a conference call onyourbehalf, so don’t give me any shit about it. Go have a seat in my office. I have to talk to Chelsea for a second and then I’ll be in.”
Landen shot me one more glance but I couldn’t read his expression. Then he disappeared into Chris’ office.
Chris waited a moment then moved closer to my desk. “You’re playing with fire,” he stated, his voice quiet.
I grinned. “I know.”
He shook his head. “No, I don’t think you do, but it’ll definitely be interesting when you figure it out.” Before I could ask him what the hell that meant, he tapped the desk. “I’m set for the next couple of hours. Run out to the store and grab another coffee maker. Use the company card. I can’t have you stealing client’s coffee. You’re going to need it this afternoon. We have to work late before I go on vacation next week.”
Unable to resist poking him a bit, I said, “You mean go on your honeymoon where you’ll spend ninety percent of your time naked?”
Chris shook his head and didn’t answer me. “Behave yourself,” he admonished.
I laughed. “You know better than that,” I retorted. “But thanks. I’ll be back soon. Want me to order lunch from the sandwich shop too?”
He nodded. “Have them bring it up at noon.”
I got to my feet and grabbed my purse out of the bottom drawer of my desk. “No problem.”
I didn’t glance into Chris’ office as I walked around my desk and toward the door, but I felt that same tingling on my back that I’d felt on my mouth earlier and I knew Landen watched me leave.
