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He's very dramatic!
"Fine. Finish proofreading, and then we'll talk."
I narrow my eyes on Zayne. "I can't work if you're watching me."
"Why not?"
"It's weird."
"It's weird to read while I sit here quietly and enjoy the view?" He lowers himself into the chair across from my desk, keeping both eyes focused on me the entire time. There's no mistaking the heat in his gaze, as if he fully intends for me to know just how much he enjoys the view.
It's mind-boggling to me that a man who looks like him looks at me the way he does. He's completely gorgeous, but he stares at me as if I'm the most beautiful thing he's ever seen. I don't think anyone has ever looked at me quite like he does.
I give up trying to get him to go away. It's pretty evident he's going to do the exact opposite of anything I say. When I said he was relentless, I wasn't kidding.
"How long were you a Marine?"
"Ten years. Why?"
"Just trying to figure out if they made you this annoyingly stubborn or if it's a requirement to join up," I say sweetly, earning a belly laugh from him.
"Baby, I was born this way. Ask my ma."
"You call her Ma?" I smile despite myself. Of course, he calls her Ma instead of Mom. He's about as Southern as they come. Why is that so attractive to me?
"She'd kick my ass if I called her anything else."
My smile turns into a full-blown grin. "You're scared of your mom."
"Hell yeah, I'm afraid of Ma. She's five-foot-nothing and meaner than a junkyard dog."
"No, she is not."
He cracks a smile. "Nah, she's sweet as pie. But she'd fuck me up in a heartbeat. She raised three boys. She doesn't know the definition of backing down."
"She sounds awesome."
"She thinks you sound awesome."
I fumble my pen, leaving a line of red ink across Camila's release. "You told your mom about me?"
"Mmhmm."
Oh, my word. This man really is going to be the death of me.
"Zayne! You can't go telling your mom about me like we're dating. We aren't dating."
"Trust me, I'm aware," he growls, pouting like a little boy who didn't get his way. "Ma is ready to kick my ass because you've shot me down seventy-three times in a row."
"Seventy-three… Have you beencounting?"
He jerks his chin in a nod. "Gideon thinks you'll make it a square one hundred. Zion has his money on one fifty."
"Wait. You guys are betting on how many times I'll turn you down?"
"Me? Fuck no. But they think it's hilarious that you're hellbent on givin' me a complex. I don't suppose you want to do me a favor and say yes so they shut the fuck up already?"
"I…" I shake my head, at a loss for words. He told his mom about me, and she thinks it's his fault I won't date him. His brothers are betting on how many times I'll turn him down.He talks to his family about me.What am I supposed to say to that?
