"He's certainly tempting me."
"I think he's more so trying to see if you'll hit me."
"What?" James pulled back slightly.
"Remember when I told you that one of the interns thought you were abusive because of the bruise on my cheek? That was Zach."
"Oh." James touched the side of my face where my bruise was still slightly visible. "It kills me that anyone would think I did that. I would never hurt you."
I grabbed his hand and moved it back to my waist. "I know, James. Try to ignore him. The last thing you want is to get in a bar fight with one of your employees. That's a lawsuit waiting to happen."
"Then he should probably stop hitting on you."
"He's not. And what about Sierra hitting on you?" I gave him a playful smile.
James laughed. "I think she's had too much to drink."
"I hope that's the reason. I mean, I'm sitting right there. What is her problem?"
He grabbed my hand and spun me around before pulling me back in close.
"I don't think any of them really care to get to know me, " I said. "They just wanted to meet you."
"I'm sure that isn't true."
"The only one talking to me was Zach and he was doing it to piss you off."
James laughed.
"The woes of dating a celebrity."
"Baby, I'm not a celebrity."
"You basically are. And everyone that works for you idolizes you."
"I only care about what you think of me."
I stared into his eyes. "Do you wish you were an author?"
"I'm happy exactly where I am."
"You know, if you wrote a book it would automatically be a best seller. You already have name recognition."
"I'm happy exactly where I am," he repeated. "I wouldn't change a thing."
I stared into his eyes. "What do you and Mason talk about when you run together?"
James smiled. "Guy stuff."
"What does that mean?"
James spun me around again.
"Does that mean you talk about me and Bee?"
"Sometimes."
"Good or bad things?"
