He nods. "They know this isn't a game."
My breath catches and I feel the flush settle into my cheeks.
"Look at you blushing. It's endearing." He reaches up and rubs his thumb over my cheek.
I push his hand away. "It's totally not endearing. It's annoying. It reveals too much."
"Oh, I don't know," he says, lacing our fingers together. "I think it reveals just enough."
"Too much," I counter.
"You don't have to be self-conscious with me, Audra. Not with me."
"That'll take some getting used to. It's not so easy for me."
He nods, rubbing my knuckles with his thumb.
What happens if this doesn't work? I want to ask him that so badly. How will I be able to continue working with him as my boss? I wouldn't be able to stand hearing the floozies calling him and parading around with him at company events or in the tabloids. Oh no, that would break my heart. I've been emotionally invested in Derrick Pierce for far longer than I want to admit. I also don't want to admit that my feelings are so much more than like.
"I think we've had enough pizza," he informs me, closing the box and resting it on the floor next to the bed. He takes a pull of his beer then turns to me with a glint of seduction in his eyes.
"You're insatiable," I tease.
"Baby, you ain't seen nothing yet."
