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Does he know the effect that bossy tone has on me? Or have so many women fallen at his feet over the years that he’s stopped noticing?
Luke waits, cocky with the knowledge that he’s won.
I cross my arms, and give in.
8
HAZEL
“It’s a tragic love story about journalist who falls in love with her interview subject,” I say.
Luke’s eyebrows shoot up. “Writing from experience, Hazel?”
“No,” I spit out. “I never fell for any of my subjects.”
Luke smirks. “Maybe that’s the problem. You needed...inspiration.” His gaze drops to my mouth, and my pulse picks up.
I bite my lip self-consciously, and Luke’s eyes darken. For a second, time stops, and everyone else fades away.
Is Luke messing with me, like he always does?
Or has he finally realized I’m more than Cooper’s little sister?
Do I want him to?
A cell phone flashes at the next table as someone takes a picture of their friend. The bright light jolts me out of the moment.
I clear my throat. “Anyway. Let’s get back to you. What does it mean to you that Helius Airlines has always been run by a Dewinter? How does that set you apart from your competitors?”
His eyes make a slow, leisurely journey from my mouth to my eyes.
Why the hell does that feelmoreintimate?
For a moment I’m terrified he won’t answer my question. He’ll keep forcing me to talk about myself, or—worse—he’ll call out this growing attraction between us.
“Luke?” I prompt.
He shakes his head abruptly, like he’s returning to earth. “Right. What was the question again?”
I repeat it, and he gives a rote answer that sounds like it was approved by his P.R. team.
After that, I do my best to stick to business questions, and he rewards me for it by dropping his interrogation of me.
But that spark is still there between us, no matter how many times I try to smother it. I find myself noticing the movement of his throat as he swallows his beer. Noticing the masculine elegance of his fingers as he drums them on the table when he’s bored by a question. Noticing the way he stiffens when we order dessert, and the chocolate mousse is so delicious I accidentally moan.
His eyes are dark again, and he’s not looking at me like I’m his employee, or his best friend’s little sister.
He’s looking at me like he wants to make me moan again.
My stomach flutters, and I feel so off-center that when I set down my fork, I accidentally knock my phone off the table.
“Shit!” I duck under the table, grateful for the moment of privacy away from Luke’s gaze. My cheeks feel hot.
So what if Luke has finally realized I’m a grown woman?
It doesn’t mean anything.
I’m not going to make a move on him, because a) he’s my boss and b) I have no intention of being another one of his one-night stands. That’s fine for the women who can enjoy the best sex of their lives and then waltz out of his life the next morning without looking back. But Luke’s Cooper’s best friend, which means if I ever let Luke seduce me, I’d be reminded of my momentary weakness every time our paths crossed for the rest of our lives.
