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So, he’s noticed my eyes. Interesting.“And what color nail polish am I wearing?”
That one stumped him. He didn’t say anything for a moment, then he finally answered, “Red,” with all the confidence in the world. She made a buzzer noise.
“Wrong. They’re pink.”
“This is stupid,” he said.
“Do I have any tattoos?”
Another pause, this one a little longer than the first one. He was turned all the way around, so she thought that maybe he was imagining her naked. Of course, he was. How very male of him, she thought.
“Come on, Richard,” she prodded. “You just saw me naked twenty-four hours ago.”
He turned around and drained his glass. “We were drunk.”
“Not that drunk,” she said, her leg bouncing. “I’ll give you a hint. I’ve only got one.”
He was looking her over now, his eyes slowly going over her body. The sensation of him looking at her, visually devouring her, was turning her on a little. She squeezed her legs together to calm the warm sensation between her legs. “It’s a trick question,” he said, finally. “You don’t have any tattoos.”
She smiled at him. She had to admit as wrong as he was, his confidence was very appealing. She got up and set her drink down on the coffee table. As she walked over to him, she turned her head to the side, tilted it, and lifted her hair up and over her ear. On her skin, behind her ear was a small butterfly. He scoffed.
“How is anyone supposed to notice something like that?” he grumbled.
“You’re supposed to,” she answered him. “You’re my fiance of eleven months.”
He sighed. “You know something? All this is feeling like you deflecting from the real assignment. You’re supposed to be getting to know me. Not the other way around.”
“Am I?”
He smirked at her. “Do I have any tattoos?”
“No,” she answered, “But I wouldn’t need to see you naked to know that. You’re clearly not a tattoo kind of person.”
He grumbled in annoyance and she knew that she wasn’t wrong. He didn’t like it that she called him out on it.
She turned away from him, going back to her place on the couch. “At least you’ve got the lust thing down.”
“Lust thing?”
She nodded. “I have eyes, you know,” she said. “I see how you look at me. At least no one will doubt whether or not you’re attracted to me.”
“I could say the same,” he said and her face immediately flushed. She didn’t think he’d noticed her sneaking glances at him all night. His casual dress shirt and the way his pants accented his fit waist. His thick salt and pepper gray hair and how it looked like he just had a haircut.
He drank his scotch as Stella sat here speechless. He narrowed his eyes at her, pointing to her legs.
“That dress is very short,” he said. “If you were to cross your legs just the right way, I could probably get another glimpse of those pretty pink panties of yours.”
And now he’d called her all the way out. She gaped at him in offense. “That’s out of line, Richard.”
“Wear a longer dress next time.”
She stood up and stalked over to him. “Look, you don’t get to objectify me that way. Not if you want me to play your sweet little fiancée.”
She was only standing a few inches from him trying to stop herself from getting too close. A smile played on his lips and he closed the gap, letting her get right into his space. His hot breath was caressing her face and the urge to kiss him was almost more than she could stand.
“Who do you think you’re talking to?” he growled. “I’m your boss. Not the other way around.”
Her blue eyes drifted down to his mouth and she knew that he was going to kiss her. “You need me as much as I need you,” she said, breathlessly. Her defiance, even in the face of her wantonness, was turning him on. She could see it in his eyes.
