“Something you want to share?”
“Definitely not,” he replied, blushing again.
“Let’s sit down.”
Ryder picked up their hot chocolates, and Felix followed him into the lounge. It was another large room, with floor-to-ceiling windows, but the way it was lit, the perfectly decorated Christmas tree and the soft furnishings made it feel cozy. The cream had melted on the hot chocolate, but it was still warm. They sat in comfortable silence for a moment as they enjoyed their drinks, and Felix was convinced he would have a massive sugar crash after drinking all this delicious sweetness.
“I didn’t think you’d drink things like this with your physique,” said Felix, unable to stop looking at the way Ryder’s arms bulged as he took a sip of his drink.
“Anything is fine in moderation. I only have these on special occasions.”
Felix couldn’t help but smile. He finished his drink, putting it on the coffee table. Ryder was leaning back, looking relaxed and gorgeous, but Felix wasn’t sure how to sit on the sofa.
“What did you think about the camera? Is it the right one?”
“It’s perfect. Exactly what I would buy if I could afford it.”
“Excellent.”
“That’s the point, though.”
“What is?”
“I can’t afford it.”
“It was a gift.”
“Why?”
“Because your camera got damaged through no fault of your own. I believe in your project and want it to be a success. I could help. Why wouldn’t I do that?”
“I dunno. Perhaps because I slapped you across the face and stormed out of here like a drama queen.”
Ryder chuckled. “I kissed you without permission. You had every right to slap me. I’m just glad you didn’t do it again tonight.”
“What if I pay you back for it over time? I don’t have the money right now, but I’ll be able to earn it quickly.”
“If you tried to give me money for that camera, I would be deeply offended at you rejecting my gift. There’s no ulterior motive. I hope we can still go out on our date, but if you want to keep things professional, I’ll respect that.”
“Are you always this charming?”
“No, but you’re different.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know, but I’d like to find out.”
“Okay. I’ll go out on a date with you.”
“What would you like to do?”
“Surprise me.”
Ryder’s face lit up.
“But . . .”
“What?”
