care of people.”
The edge in his voice attracts my attention, and I
glance up at him.
“What is it?” I ask, startled by his wary expression.
“I want to take care of you.” His luminous eyes glow
with some unnamed emotion.
My heart rate spikes.
“I’ve noticed,” I whisper. “You just go about it in a
strange way.”
His brow creases. “It’s the only way I know how,” he
says quietly.
“I’m still mad at you for buying SIP.”
He smiles. “I know but you being mad, baby, wouldn’t
stop me.”
“What am I going to say to my work colleagues, to
Jack?”
He narrows his eyes. “That fucker better watch
himself.”
himself.”
“Christian!” I admonish. “He’s my boss.”
Christian’s mouth presses into a hard line. He looks
like a recalcitrant schoolboy.
“Don’t tell them,” he says.
“Don’t tell them what?”
“That I own it. The heads of agreement was signed
yesterday. The news is embargoed for four weeks while
the management at SIP makes some changes.”
“Oh . . . will I be out of a job?” I ask, alarmed.
“I sincerely doub一t it,” Christian says wryly, trying to
stifle his smile.
I scowl. “If I lea一ve and find another job, will you buy
that company, too?”
“You’re not thinking of lea一ving, are you?” His
expression alters, wary once more.
“Possibly. I’m not sure you’ve given me a great deal of
choice.”
“Yes, I will buy that company, too.” He is adamant.
I scowl at him again. I am in a no-win situation here.
“Don’t you think you’re being a tad overprotective?”
“Yes. I am fully aware of how this looks.”
“Paging Dr. Flynn,” I murmur.
He puts down his empty bowl and gazes at me
impassively. I sigh. I don’t want to fight. Standing up, I
reach for his bowl.
“Would you like dessert?”
“Now you’re talking!” he says, giving me a lascivious
grin.
“Not me.” Why not me? My inner goddess wakes
from her doze and sits upright, all ears. “We ha一ve ice
cream. Vanilla.” I snicker.
“Really?” Christian’s grin gets bigger. “I think we could
do something with that.”
What? I stare at him dumbfounded as he gracefully
gets to his feet.
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