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“I’m not going from you to him.” I let out a small scream of frustration. “You’re really getting on my nerves, Travis Covington.”
“I’m not trying to get on your nerves. I’m just trying to say that I want this to be something more than it is. And I don’t want to have to pretend we’re not together. I don’t want to flirt with other women. I don’t want to see you flirting with other men. Look, I don’t know where this is going or what it could be. And I don’t know if you’re going to be the best assistant in the world or if you’re going to love finance. But if you’re not that interested in finance and there’s something else that you would rather do, I’d love to see if I can help make that happen.”
“Why?” I said. “Why would you do that for me?”
“Because I like you. I’ve already told you that.”
“Yeah. Well, you like many things. That doesn’t mean—”
“I like you more than I like Poppy, for instance, or anyone else who works for me. I like you-like you, Molly. I know these are beginning days, and we don’t know what’s going to happen, but—”
“But what?”
“But I feel something special for you, and I like your personality, and I like your grit and your nerve. And I respect the hell out of you that you want to prove yourself. But if this isn’t what you want to do, then why don’t you let me help you focus on what it is you really want to do. What’s your true path in life?”
I bit down on my lower lip. “I understand that you want to help me. I understand that you feel a connection with me because I feel a connection with you, too. But I have bills to pay. I have rent. I want to get into a better apartment. I want Poppy to move to the city. And I’m not doing that just by taking money from you. I have to earn it.”
“Okay. I have an idea,” he said.
“What’s the idea?”
“You keep working for me until you figure out what it is you want to do. Then we see how we can make that happen. And once you get a job that’s paying you what you could make, then you leave.”
“Okay. But what if I really like finance?”
“Do you think you’re really going to like finance?”
I stared at him for a couple of seconds. “I mean, it’s okay. I don’t think it’s what I’m supposed to do with my life forever.”
He smiled. “And that’s okay. I’m not going to fire you because you don’t want this to be your life. I want to help you find what it is you want to do. Many people don’t have that opportunity, andno strings are attached. I’ll have my attorney write something up.”
“Why does this feel weird?” I said, staring at him.
“I don’t know. Why does it feel weird to you, Molly?”
“I don’t know. I just feel like I don’t deserve this opportunity. I feel like—”
“Is it so bad if I want to help you because I’m falling for you?”
“No, but I have this image of you in my mind, and this doesn’t fit it.”
“I’m not all bad. I’m a billionaire, and well, it matters to me that you’re happy and that you’re doing what you want to do.”
“Okay,” I said. “I mean, that’s really sweet of you.”
“And I want to tell people we’re dating,” he said softly. “Which is really weird for me to say because I’ve never cared about wanting to introduce someone I was sleeping with or casually dating before. But I don’t want this to be something casual. I want to show you off. I want you to have real conversations with people. And I don’t want to worry that they’re going to try to hit on you because they think you’re free game.”
“And that’s the real reason this has come up.”
“I don’t know,” he said. “Maybe. I’m not going to lie. Yeah, I’m jealous. I was jealous when I saw you talking to Storm. I was jealous when I saw you giving him your number. And I don’t want to see that happening again. And I don’t want to pretend you’re just my assistant. I want to pull you into my arms and kiss you when I want to. I want to be able to touch the small of your back. I want to be able to look at you and fuck you with my eyes if someone’s watching. I want you to be able to do the same. Forgive me, Molly, but I like you, and I care about you, and yeah, I’d fuck the shit out of you every minute of the day if I could. But it’s not just about sex. Please know that.”
“I do,” I said, smiling at him softly. “You’re a big oaf of a man, and you’re rich, and you’re handsome, and you know what you want, and I love that about you. And I also know that you do respect me, and you don’t want to make me feel uncomfortable, and I thank you for that.”
“So then can we go back to my room?”
“I mean, haven’t we had the conversation?” I said, smiling at him.
“Yeah, we’ve had the conversation.” He winked. “But we haven’t had the rest.”
