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He smirked, meeting my eyes. "I was just as surprised as you are, though it didn't sound terrible at all. In fact, I kind of wish it was true."
Heat crept up my neck. "Don't…say things like that."
"Or what? You'll run? I'm getting used to that, Felicity. You might not know this, but I've always loved a chase."
Where was this boldness these past few days when he'd decided to give me some distance?
"I'm not going to run," I said, even though everything in me was screaming for me to do just that. I was entering dangerous waters, and it was time to abandon ship.
Aaron raised a brow. "Is that so?"
I nodded.
He turned so we were facing each other, taking one step forward. I fought the urge to look around in case anyone was watching. If news got back to my father that I was getting too close to a man, he'd do what he did best: scare them away by threatening to take away their jobs.
"Tell me, Fliss," he teased, letting me know that he'd heard my nickname loud and clear. "What are you going to do? Will you drop your guard and admit you feel tension between us this time? That the thought of being under me has crossed your mind once or twice and made you hot?"
My chest was heaving due to the closeness of our bodies. His intoxicating smell filled my nostrils, and it was getting hard to form a coherent thought. His words were doing wicked things to me, most especially at the place between my legs.
I should tell him that he was talking plain nonsense and that he never crossed my mind at all, but that would be me talking plain nonsense, and something told me that he would see right through that. So, I opened my mouth affirmatively when jet-black hair entered my vision.
"Hey, baby," the owner of the hair cooed, her fingers trailing up Aaron's arm. Her other hand held a glass of red wine. "You didn't tell me where you were going. I was waiting for you to come back."
I didn't know the woman standing next to Aaron, but I’d seen her around the office. She worked in the IT department and had come to update my computer one time. I'd spoken just one word to her, “Thanks,” and so I couldn't figure out why she was staring daggers at me like I stole the last cookie on the plate.
Aaron tensed, subtly dragging his arm away from her touch. "Don't be ridiculous, Jade. I haven't spoken a word to you in weeks."
Her lips stretched into a tip-lipped smile as she looked up at him. "You know, I miss you every day."
"I'm sure you do," he responded wryly.
Then her gaze snapped to mine, the smile widening.
"I’m sorry, I don’t think we’ve met—Who are you again?" Her voice was polite, but the hard look in her eyes told me her intentions were anything but.
Still, I responded. "Felicity Wiley. I work in design."
"Oh, the mute girl." Jade released a laugh as she took a step forward, suddenly colliding her front with mine. I felt it before I heard the dripping sound. The wetness. Redness spread around my middle, and I gasped, holding a hand to my now drenched, stained, white shirt.
The room seemed to stop as every eye turned in our direction.
Jade gasped, looking remorseful. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to bump into you."
I wasn't sure what her problem was, but one thing I was sure of was that she was full of shit.
"Shit. Real mature, Jade." Aaron was at my side, gripping my upper arm and leading me away.
"What?" She shrugged innocently, but the look I saw on her face as Aaron led me out of the hall was pure delight.
"I'm sorry about her, Felicity," he said as we entered the elevator. "She can be a pain in the ass."
I had no idea where he was taking me and could barely focus on anything other than the wet stickiness of the wine as it hugged my shirt to my skin.
"It's okay,” I mumbled. “You don't have to apologize."
The elevator opened, revealing our floor. Still gripping my arm, Aaron led me straight to his office at the end of the hallway.
"Are you okay?" he asked, glancing down at me for a second before unlocking his office and leading me inside.
