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Well, that explains why Eve fell for his tricks.If the Devil looked half as good as Rowan, I’d eat the damn apple, too. Screw the consequences.
His heavy gaze smacks into me, knocking the air from my lungs. Heat shoots through my veins and sends a new kind of warmth straight to my lower abdomen.
“When you blush, it makes your freckles stand out.” He traces the bridge of my nose with the tip of a red pen. His eyes move from my face to his hand as if he can’t believe he did that.Me neither.
I brush a hand across my nose, still feeling the burn from his phantom touch.
Get a hold of yourself.
He opens his mouth to speak, but I wave him off, desperate to end this conversation. “I’ve got work to do.”
His brows pull together as if he can’t believe he’s being dismissed. He ignores my comment as he walks over to the far cubicle wall I covered with half-assed drawings of ideas.
My entire face turns red as he runs a hand across my drawing of Princess Nyra.
“And what’s this supposed to be?”
“A new float idea I came up with.”
He shoots me a withering glare. “I could guess that based on the shape. But what are they supposed to be celebrating?”
“Are you making fun of my drawings again?”
“No. Now answer my question.”
“Would it kill you to saypleasesometimes?”
He blinks at me.
I release a tense breath. “It’s a classic Hindu wedding.”
He rubs his jaw and stares at it. “Interesting. And when are you presenting this to the team?”
“Friday.”
“Hmm.” He traces the poorly drawn mandap. My terrible attempt at the floral canopy mocks me as his hands hover over a stick figure meant to be Princess Nyra’s prince. At least my presentation makes up for the poor visuals. I even included real photos this time of Indian weddings since the drawing is anything but professional.
Something about Rowan’s stare sets me on edge. “What? If it’s a bad idea, spit it out already. I’d rather not look like an embarrassment in front of my coworkers again.”
He shakes his head, removing whatever look of longing from his face. “The idea is fine.”
Fine. The word repeats in my head, ramming into my skull like bullets. Lance always said everything was fine. Our sex life. Our relationship. Our future.Fine. Fine. Fine.
Fine isn’t good enough for me anymore and it sure as hell isn’t good enough for the team. I stand and go to remove the drawing from the wall.
Rowan’s massive hand covers mine, stopping me from removing the tack. The current of energy from last week is back in full force. I suck in a breath when his thumb caresses my knuckles.
His hand disappears all too soon, taking my rush of attraction with him. “I’m sorry. That was inappropriate.”
I laugh to myself. “I think touching my hand can be considered tame compared to other things.”
His entire body freezes. “What’s your angle here?”
“Angle? What are you talking about?”
“Are you trying to get money out of me?”
“What?! Money?” God. Is that what he really thinks about me? I might not have the most squared away finances, but I would never do something of the sort. Especially when I encouraged him.
