I can tell her body reacts to either the sound or vibration. Her attention shifts to her phone screen as she lifts it up and reads my message. She ignores the man for a moment, and I can’t help but smile as his shoulders fall ever so slightly at her disregard.
Her body straightens, muscles going rigid as she glances around, casually trying to search for me.
I don’t know how much I want to let her in on.
What would she think if she knew I was spying on her through my hidden cameras right now? Would it turn her on the same way my watching eyes do? Or would that be crossing her moral line?
Kerrigan glances at Serena’s phone, well aware of who I am and our relationship. She steps forward, stealing the guy’s attention as Serena turns her back and types into her phone. I receive a message not a moment later.
Serena: Are you here? How did you get my number?
Do you want me to be? I don’t think that would be good for either of us with him being that close to you.
Like I said, I know everything about you, including your phone number, emails, social medias …
Serena: You’re so possessive
I watch her bite down on her bottom lip—the only sign I need that she likes it as much as I do.
You have no idea.
Serena: If you’re not here, then how do you know and what are you even going to do about it?
You’re not going to bait me out of the shadows like you did last time. You forget who’s in control.
Serena: You’d better come remind me then
Be careful what you wish for, Little Cupid.
My dick twitches in my pants, and I clench my jaw as I glance up to the room of reporters.
Locking my phone, I tuck it into my pocket. Although it’s tucked in my pants, our messages hidden away, I can’t think of anything else.
Kol finishes saying something into the mic. I smile and nod along with Casper, doing my best to cover up my obviously distracted mind.
Someone from our media team steps forward, stopping in front of the table. She thanks the reporters for coming. We stand up from our chairs and push them back in. I can feel the glare on me before I register the scowl on her face as she turns to me and looks up with disdain.
“If you need to step away to take a call or text, that’s fine. But ignoring the reporters to sit on your phone isn’t okay, Bates, and you know that.”
I can tell she wants to say more, probably tell me off, but she stays professional.
“Sorry, it was family stuff,” I murmur, not technically lying. I consider Serena my family.
No one would probably consider a guy flirting with their partner as an emergency, but I do.
“I’m sorry to hear that. Next time, just let us know, and we can work something out.” Her face softens, and she dismisses us with her hand before fielding a reporter’s follow-up questions.
Thank God.
“Got to go,” I murmur to Cas and Kol.
I beeline it around a corner to head to the parking garage. They laugh at me, but I pay them no more attention.
Pulling my phone from my pocket, I find another text from Serena.
Serena: I’m waiting
Serena: …
