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“It can wait.”
“Not with a boss who barks at me.” She lowered her voice in her awful imitation of him. “Alison, is module four done? Have you started the bug fixes on module two yet?”
“You’re hiring someone tomorrow.” He was done with this. She needed to spend time with him and working while he watched her covertly wasn’t going to work for him anymore.
“No, I’m not.”
“This is why I bark,” he grumbled. “You never obey.”
She leaned on his chest. “I’m sorry but I can’t hire anyone tomorrow.”
“Fine this week.”
“No.”
“When then? I already have a few candidates for you to choose from. Mac is perfect. Hire him and then pick another couple of people.”
“I’ll look at the resumes…Wait a minute. Why do you have candidates already? You hadn’t mentioned that you were planning on expanding.”
He did not want to answer that question.
“Harker, tell me the truth.” Her eyes narrowed.
“I wasn’t sure what would happen after I asked you to have my child. I had to be prepared to replace you.”
“You were going to fire me if I refused?”
“No.” Then he shrugged. “Probably not. You might have quit.”
“Probably not? Oh, I should’ve refused and then sued you for sexual harassment.”
“Too late for that now.” He slapped her butt playfully. “You’re my wife. I can sexually harass you as much as I want.”
“No. That’s still not allowed but”—she kissed his chest—“you can sexually harass me as much as I want.”
“As long as you want it a lot.”
“I do.” She rested her chin on her hands. “I think I’ve decided what I want if…when I win our bet.”
“Talking to you is like traveling through a maze.” It was definitely brain calisthenics because she zipped from topic to topic.
“You should be used to it. You know my mind jumps around.”
“I do but that doesn’t make it any less confusing.”
“Well, it should and stop trying to change the subject.”
“I’m not. Why would I bother? You’ll be on another one soon enough.”
“I will not.” She gently tugged on his chest hair. “Back to the bet. First, I think we need to change the game because otherwise you’ll cheat.”
“I’m offended you think that but how do you think I’d cheat?”
“You’ll just not speak to me for three days.”
“That’s not cheating as long as I don’t look at the phrase of the day.” Damn, she was too freaking smart. That’d been his plan.
“The Barkerism of the day,” she corrected. “And it would be cheating.”
