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I move my laptop to the side and take out the boxes. Two orders of some sort of stir fry chicken and vegetable dish, and it smells fantastic.
“I’m getting out our dinner,” I say. “I admit, I’m not sure what this is. Scott ordered, but it smells good. What do you think?”
“I think you are not going to trick me into dating you,” she says.
“Who said anything about a trick?” I ask. “This isn’t a date. This is two colleagues sharing a meal together, which we agreed is acceptable.” I push one of the boxes toward her and hold out a plastic fork.
She takes it and scoots the box to her side of the desk. “You’re pushing it, Ronan.”
“I’d like to push all this shit off the desk and lay you down on top of it,” I say.
“We said no more flirting,” she says, pointing the fork at me.
“We said no more flirting in front of your coworkers,” I say. “We’re alone.”
She rolls her eyes. “A technicality. Besides, who flirts like that? You have no appreciation for subtlety.”
“I understand subtlety very well. I’m just choosing not to use it,” I say. “Tell me how I should flirt with you.”
“You shouldn’t.”
“That’s not fair,” I say. “You won’t go out with me. The least you can do is let me tease you a little.”
“Is that what this is?” she asks. “Teasing?”
“This is whatever you want it to be, Selene,” I say. “You’re in the driver’s seat. What do you think about that?”
“I think that I’m in a relationship with someone else, and you’re my boss.”
“You haven’t broken up with Aaron yet?” I ask.
“Aidan.”
“Whatever.”
She takes a bite, and I wonder if she’s avoiding my question. “No. As a matter of fact, I’m seeing him tomorrow.”
“I hope you have a good time.”
“No, you don’t,” she says.
I shrug. “Why not? I have no problem with you having a pleasant evening.”
“He’s cooking me dinner at his place.” She meets my eyes and there’s a distinct note of challenge in her voice.
The thought of her being in that guy’s house pisses me the hell off, but that fire in her eyes is such a turn on. It’s making me hard as fuck. “You’re threatening me,” I say.
“How is that a threat?”
“You want to make me jealous. So you’re dangling the possibility that you’ll be sleeping with someone other than me tomorrow night.”
“I do not want to make you jealous,” she says. “That’s ridiculous.”
“It’s only ridiculous because you’re still lying to yourself.”
She puts down her fork. “And what lie is that?”
“That you don’t want me as much as I want you.”
