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It would be, with you in my bed.
Yeah, that admission probably won’t go over well. Too much, too soon. I should try a softer tact. “It’d be better if I spent it with you.”
“I…I…”
Most women I use that line on flirt back with me. Or if they can’t think of a witty response, they show their interest with their physical assets.
Leaning forward to give me a better view down their neckline.
Giggling with a brush of their fingertips on my arm.
Shoving against my chest before they bunch the fabric in their hand and tug me back to ensure I understand their meaning that pushing me away is the exact opposite of what they want.
Not Seraphina. Scarlet races from her dainty throat to her cheeks, and her gaze hits the floor as she tucks a wavy tendril behind her ear. Stroking the lock over and over in apprehension.
“Have dinner with me tonight.”
“Thank you for the invitation.”
She squeaks a whisper and shakes her head, sucking in a deep breath as if settling herself before she glances up. For only a second. Then her eyes are glued to her heels again.
“But I’m sorry I already have plans. My friends and I are going to watch the Bulldogs play.”
I shouldn’t be surprised. She’s cute and kindhearted. Probably has tons of friends. Doesn’t sound like a boyfriend though, since she didn’t specifically mention one like a girl who wants to make sure the guy talking to her knows she’s off limits. Or if there is, he’s a complete and total waste for not spending every moment with her. “Good night for a football game.”
The gorgeous smile returns when I let her off the hook. Not giving her a hard time for saying no might win me a few points. But obviously not yet anyway.
“Yes, I hope so.”
And…that’s it. We stand there. Her grinning. Me waiting.
“Well…”
She ducks her head in uncertainty and slowly lowers herself down to her chair. “I guess I better get back to work. Ms. Fine needs these documents.”
She’s fucking dismissing me? What the fuck?
I stare like a dumb ass as she begins typing again.
Fuck this shit. London really has lost it.
I have no interest in a girl who is this timid and boring. Zero fucking interest at all.
I rap my knuckles twice on the counter and walk out. Well aware of London’s frown behind me that she should turn on herself for being so damn wrong.
Balthazar
Iadmire and respect my father. Hell, Ilovemy Dad in a world where such feelings are rarely felt, let alone communicated. But despite our DNA connection, we’re more different than alike.
Especially now.
About this.
“You’re too impulsive Balthazar.”
I shake my head at him, trying to keep my voice level even as his raises in frustration. “I’m decisive. I do what needs to be done.”
“Yes, in a way which always leaves me having to smooth all the feathers you ruffle.”
