"Actually, I don’t know," I admitted. "I'm just really confused, that's all."
"Don't be. Like I said, I was alone."
He hadn't put itquitethat way the first time. But I knew what he was getting at. And now, I hardly knew what to say. As I stared up at him, I finally managed to ask, "So, whatwereyou doing?"
"Nothing like that." The corners of his mouth lifted. "Even if youarecute when you're jealous."
My jaw dropped.Talk about cocky."I wasn't jealous."
He smiled. "Yeah you were."
I refused to smile back, even if Iwasseriously tempted. "Well,you'reawful sure of yourself."
"Yeah. And you wanna know why?"
Wordlessly, I nodded.
"Because if it were me, I'd wanna kill him."
My heart skipped a beat.Was he implying what I thought he was implying?After a long, awkward moment, I asked, "Who?"
"Whoever you were with." He gave a slow shake of his head. "Even if I have no right."
That last part made me pause. I knew exactly what he was getting at.Ihad no right to be jealous either. We weren't even a thing.
So, what was this? Some sort of trick?With renewed suspicion, I felt my gaze narrow. "Are you trying to distract me? Like, from asking questions, I mean?"
His gaze locked on mine. "If I wanted to distract you, I could think of better ways than this."
Woah.
Me, too.
In fact, I'd been thinking of potential distractions all day. And now, I just had to ask, "How?"
"I think you know."
Did I ever.In fact, I was feeling a little distracted already. I glanced toward the elevators and felt myself swallow.
I'd only come down to the lobby because I couldn’t sleep. By now, I should've been used to it. Sleep had proven nearly impossible for weeks now. Oh sure, Itriedto sleep. But I almost always ended up tossing and turning – or worse, fantasizing about my enigmatic boss.
He was a mystery that I wanted to solve, a puzzle that I wanted to piece together, and a fantasy that I was having a hard time resisting.
Perversely, the last few weeks had only fueled my interest – knowing that my fantasy could've been a reality, if only I hadn't played it so annoyingly safe.
As these thoughts swirled in my head, I stared up into his amazing eyes. They were so vividly blue and filled with obvious interest that I couldn’t help but wonder if this was all part of a dream.
Maybe Iwassleeping.
But if so, I didn't want to wake up.
As I tried to catch my breath, I said, "Just tell me something, all right?"
"What?"
"Whereveryou were tonight…" I bit my lip. "You'resureit didn't involve anyone else? I mean romantically?"
"I'm sure. And you wanna know why?"
