“Thank you, Sarah,” Dane says, the velvet sound of his charming, professional voice runs through me like lava.
Standing, I walk around my desk and lean on the front of it, crossing my arms over my chest.
He shuts the door, and stares at the lock on the handle for a moment before turning around and making his way toward me.
“We didn’t have an appointment,” I say flatly.
“I know.”
“So, what are you doing here?” I smother the smirk that wants to make an appearance because he looks adorable as he glances around my office. It’s the first time he’s been here and it’s like he’s taking in all the little details.
“I missed you.”
That forces a chuckle out of me. His tone is factual. Certain. He just doesn’t care if you don’t like what he says or how he says it, he’s going to say it anyway. I love that about him. I love a lot of things about him.
“We both miss you a lot, actually. I just came here to tell you that,” he adds.
I’ve seen Hannah blush over his words, more times that Ican count. I’ve never been good with praise or compliments, but Dane’s honesty has always flooded me with a warmth I’ve never understood.
Even from behind that damn glory hole wall, he went out of his way to make me feel comfortable. He’s been doing that since the moment we met.
“So, did you make a bad investment?” he asks.
Pressing my lips into a flat line, I shake my head.
“Secretary run off with one of your employees and a large sum of money from a client's account?”
I smirk and shake my head no.
“Did your father discover something and he’s holding it over your head unless I agree to work with him?”
My eyes snap to his and I freeze.
He doesn’t have to say anything, he just nods. A slow, accepting up and down gesture with his neck as if he’s dissecting my silent response.
“You got that all from one text?”
He shrugs.
“I am a genius, you know.”
Smug bastard.
“He wouldn’t be my first choice, but like I said, ifyouneeded me to, I would.”
Key word,needed, not wanted.
“Do you need me to?” he asks as he steps into my space, standing only an inch or two away.
His usual bright blue eyes are shadowed by concern. He knows something has been going on, but has respected me enough not to pry. Unlike his normal behavior of pushing on everything.
It’s practically a silent declaration of love for Dane.
“I would never let you.” I wrap my hand around the back of his neck and pull him into me, crashing my lips against hisbecause I’ve avoided them for the past few days and I hate myself for it.
“Mmmm.” A moan gets caught in his throat.
“Did Hannah tell you to come?” I ask, between kisses.
