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“Don’t be silly. I meant other people. You make other people sparkle.”
His lip twitched again, his eyes shining with even more mirth.
“I think you’re drunk,” he said. “No wonder you don’t drink at events. You lush.”
I admitted to myself that maybe, just maybe, I could blame the word vomit on being Love Drunk—the drink, not the man. But the man didn’t help keep my head straight.
“No, I don’t drink at events because I’m working. I drank tonight because everyone is staring at me.”
“Because you’re beautiful.”
“I wish.” I laughed.
“It’s why I’m staring,” he said, and my laughter faded. His eyes held mine and there was no humor or lewdness in his tone.
There were no words. Head tilted down, I gave a small smile. He tilted my face back toward him and pulled me even closer.
Something changed in the air between us as we stared at each other. My head felt all spinny, his words and the heated look on his face making it difficult to control my breathing.
My chest was definitely sparkling. My stomach was, too. And between my legs.
My eyes went to his thick lips, aching to close the distance.
“Quinn!” Emory sang, her excitement breaking our moment. I tore my gaze away from Mark and took a step back, my face heating further. ”I’m married!”
There was absolute joy on her face as I wrapped my arms around her and held tight.
“Yes, you are! And it was the perfect wedding.”
“Congrats, you two. Beautiful wedding.” Mark shook Ben’s hand, and hugged Emory when I stepped back.
“Thanks, man. How’d this happen?” Ben asked, indicating between Mark and me.
Mark and I exchanged a glance, a small moment of panic making my chest tight, but I plastered on a smile and said, “It just happened. We’re together a lot. It’s nothing serious, just having fun.”
Being held by him had certainly felt serious. I hadseriouslywanted to jump him, which was a problem.
“Ok, but did you just decide one day I’m going to hook up with my assistant?” Emory asked.
I opened my mouth to deliver the speech I had prepared, knowing she wouldn’t drop this for long, but Mark beat me to it.
“I suspected she was into me a long time ago. She would get all giggly and squirm a lot when I teased her.”
He tugged me against his side, a slow smile building on his face when he caught my eye.
“I do not giggle,” I said, settling against him. And because we were supposed to be into each other, I added, “I do love when you tease me, but I don’t giggle.”
The squirming was questionable. I felt like squirming at that moment.
“She was always making excuses for us to work late,” Mark continued, laughing when I elbowed him and continued his ridiculous story. “At first, I assumed it was because she’s a workaholic.” I rolled my eyes, but it was the truth. “But then she started getting jealous and acting weird whenever a woman would call me. Eventually, she devised excuses to touch me, and I decided I would start touching back. That’s when she admitted that she’d been thinking about me constantly.”
That absolutely didn’t happen, but if he wanted to play this game, I had just enough alcohol to step up to the plate. Game on, Mark.
“Well, of course, I was thinking about you,” I replied. I looked at Emory. “He drunkenly told me on the way home from our C&C holiday party that he dreams about me bossing him around in bed, not just at the office. Went into a lot of detail. It seemed like fun, so I decided to give it a try.”
My teasing smile fell when I looked up at Mark. His entire persona had changed to something darker, all teasing gone. When we locked eyes, he bunched the fabric at my waist between his fingers and pulled me closer, his fingertips pressing into my hip bone.
“You’ve got it all wrong, Quinn,” he said, his voice rougher than before, his tone seeming to caress my name. “You call the shots in the office. In my dreams, you followed my every command.”
