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It was an outfit to die for. But she couldn’t go out of this apartment wearing that.
“Let’s get you dressed.”
“I can’t wear that, though.”
“Why not? Does it not match well? Or will you be too cold? There should be a coat in here.”
He drew out a caramel-colored coat that looked super expensive. It was even lined. Holy moly.
“No, the whole outfit is gorgeous. Really. You did a good job choosing it.”
“Then why can’t you wear it?”
“I just . . . are you sure you want to be seen with me looking like this? It’s a bit too sweet, don’t you think?”
He looked from the outfit to her. “Where is this coming from?”
“I’m just . . . I’m a bit, well, country mouse.”
“Who called you a country mouse?” he demanded.
“Kirsten,” she whispered. “She said I was chuck steak, although I’m not sure how that was an insult because chuck steak can be really nice if you cook it right.”
“You are not a mouse or chuck steak. You don’t need to pay any attention to what she says about you.”
“But you kind of thought it, too, right? That I don’t really dress or look or act the part.”
“I like the way you dress and act and look. And I don’t want you to change. Not for me. Not for that bitch. And you don’t need to worry about her. I’m taking care of Kirsten.”
“What are you doing?”
“Nothing you need to worry about.”
A shiver of pleasure rushed through her.
Oh yeah. She was messed up.
He cupped her face in his hands and tilted her head back. “I was an asshole when you first started working for me. Do you know why?”
“Because you thought I wouldn’t be any good at my job.”
“You’re not very good at your job.” The blow was softened by the amusement in his face. Also, he wasn’t saying anything that she didn’t know. “And also, because I fucking wanted you from the moment you walked into my office. God. All I wanted was to lay you across my desk and devour you.”
Her breath caught. “You did?”
“Fuck, yes. I do not want you to change. Do you understand me?”
“It’s not just that.”
“Then, what is it? Hey, look at me.” His voice was almost tender, and it was enough to make her raise her gaze to his.
“You’re . . . you and I’m me and already the scales are out of whack. I don’t want to make them more so.”
“I’m not sure what you’re talking about. Is it because you’re so much hotter than me?”
Her mouth dropped open as she gaped at him. “W-what? I’m not!”
“Yeah, baby, you are.”
