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He watches me for a beat, maintaining merciless eye contact as if his reason for living is to make me squirm. I don’t, holding my own and staring right back.
It’s exhausting, though. Being Daniel’s target, his nemesis, his enemy has always been so fucking tiring and I’m not sure just how long I’ll be able to take this.
How long before that final nail is dug into my coffin?
Daniel raises a brow. “Aren’t you going to convince me to take you back?”
“Are you willing to be convinced? I thought I was incompetent and the worst assistant you’ve ever had.”
He lifts his arrogant damn nose in the air. “I’m in the mood for charity. So thank your lucky stars and start the convincing session. In case you’ve forgotten, my time happens to be the goose that lays golden eggs.”
“Why don’t you spare us both the trouble and tell me what you want? Surely you came all the way here for something.”
A small smile grazes his lips and a hint of his dimples appear on both his cheeks. “You were always a clever little minx.”
“Glad to shatter all the blonde stereotypes.”
“Not all.” He watches me closely. “What are you willing to do to have the permanent assistant position as well as legal advice?”
“Anything.”
“Including becoming my sex toy?”
My heart drops to my knees and I clutch the railing behind me in a death grip. “N-not that.”
His face remains unchanging. “Why? You have a boyfriend who would oppose the idea?”
“Ioppose the idea. I don’t want to sleep with you.”
Or anyone for that matter.
“Why not?”
“It’d kill our professional relationship.”
“We never had any sort of professional anything, Nicole.”
“I just…can’t do it.”Please don’t make me do it.
I nearly beg but swallow the words at the last second.
“Do I disgust you that much?” There’s no accusation in his tone. It’s flat, almost deadpan.
“Maybe tales of your endless shagging does.”
“You might want to wipe that jealousy off your face. You’re drooling with it.”
“You’re the last man I would feel jealous of, Daniel. You’re nothing but a mere blip in my past.”Lies, lies, and more lies.
I feel no different from young Nicole who spouted nonsense left and right. And that’s dangerous.
That would lead me down a destructive path similar to the one from back then.
“I see.”
He’s still speaking in that toneless way, no inflection whatsoever. His face is just as closed off, an absolute mask that I can’t read what’s lurking behind.
A metaphorical weight squeezes my windpipe, and panic starts to settle in. For all of my brave talk, I can’t lose this job.
