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“That depends,” he replies, with a very mischievous look on his face. “Will you be with me?”
There’s the Grayson I know and am pretty sure I love. I have fallen fast for this man. Or maybe I was falling all along, and I kept putting up barricades to block it.
I bite my lip, trying to stop the smile that wants to break out on my face. “No,” I say, shaking my head. “I only save that for missing room reservations and rain forest floors.”
This makes his impish grin turn into a full-blown smile, teeth and all. I remind myself once again to not jump over his desk and into his lap. Gosh, I want to, though. So badly.
“Should we skip this one-on-one?” Grayson asks, his eyebrows moving toward his hairline, suggestively. Clearly, my inward struggle to stay away from him is showing on my face.
“Um, no,” I say, trying to mask my emotions, and taking on a mock-offended tone. “We have things we need to talk about. Work things.”
“Okay, fine. Let’s have this meeting.”
“Thank you,” I say, giving him a single nod of my head.
“So, how are you?” he asks the question he always starts our one-on-one with.
“I’m good,” I say.
“Glad to hear it. Done anything fun lately?”
I twist my lips to the side. “Not really.”
“Ouch,” Grayson says, which makes me laugh.
“I did get lost in the rain forest with a very handsome man,” I say.
“Really? And how was that?”
I shake my head at him. “Grayson,” I say. “We need to work.” My gosh, this man is such a distraction.
His focus moves toward his desk. “It’s hard to think about all that when you’re around.”
I let out a breath. “I feel the same about you.”
The truth is, I might think about him more than I do work. It’s amazing I’ve gotten anything done with all the feelings I have running through me, thanks to the man sitting across this desk from me. He feels too far away and I kind of hate it.
Grayson sits up in his chair, setting his shoulders back. “We’re keeping work things at work, right?”
“That’s what we’re supposed to be doing,” I say.
“Okay, then let’s do that,” he says.
I nod. “Shall we go over my KPIs?”
“Sure,” he says.
We spend the next fifteen minutes going over my assigned tasks and making sure we’re on the same page.
“Everything looks great,” Grayson says, once we go through my to-do list. “I appreciate all you’re doing, Mila. I hope you know that.”
“I do,” I say.
“Well, okay, if you have nothing else for me, then I guess I’ll see you later,” he says, the words sounding robotic. At least he’s trying.
I grab my laptop and stand up, walking toward the door. But just before opening it, I turn back toward him. “Promise me you’ll sleep tonight,” I say.
“I already told you my terms.”
