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The sinful thought gave me another little quiver.
While the man wasn’t an emotional guy, he could easily express his quickly changing moods by the shimmer in his eyes. I’d never seen anything like it, his irises changing color when he was angry or famished. Tonight, the gold flecks were incredible, as if a fire was burning on a beautiful sun-kissed day.
But I felt the hint of anger, the need and desire oozing from him in a shower of electricity that crackled my skin.
He suddenly crowded my space, taking a deep breath. Everything about the man was intoxicating and he knew it. He exuded power and utter control, but I sensed that control cracking. “Yes, I have friends, although I learned a long time ago indulging in something so… normal could lead to being betrayed.”
“How sad for you to go through life worrying about treachery.” I sidestepped him and he grabbed my arm. While his fingers dug into my skin, he wasn’t trying to hurt me. There was something exhausting about trying to break down his walls, or maybe the lack of sleep the past few nights was finally getting to me.
“It’s a byproduct of?—”
“Yes, I know. The world you live in. I got it. I just wish you could let your hair down. You might be surprised how much more enjoyable your life would be.”
I glared at him before taking a wide arc as I walked to a group of cabinets, throwing open the pantry doors then searching for anything remotely considered junk food. When I noticed a box of rice crackers, I grimaced, yanking it into my hand. “Really? Is this your idea of junk food? And there’s no goddamn chocolate in this house! Don’t you know that’s the best way to fend off a snarling female beast?”
Damn the man. Why did he need to take this moment and show off his sexy dimples? “What’s wrong, little fawn? You don’t like rice cakes?”
“Oh, please. If I can’t go out, you’re going to buy some junk food, all for me. I’ll hoard the stash in my room, so you won’t be tempted if that’s what you’re worried about.”
“Let Milly know anything you’d like. Chocolate included.”
“I’m not talking about Milly. Have you ever been in a goddamn grocery store in your life? Or do you have secretaries and assistants lined up to make all your purchases?” When he hesitated, I laughed. “So you don’t have fun and I’m correct on scores of women lining up to do your bidding. Fine and dandy. Then order me up some Twizzlers, red shoestrings will do. And potato chips and French onion dip. And Doritos. There’s nothing better than a cold beer and nacho Doritos. And decadent chocolate ice cream, the fudgy kind with the big chunks of brownies? Yes, I know you wouldn’t understand, Mr. Healthy, Dangerous, and Ruthless. Well, there might not be any junk food in this house but I’m going to watch a horror flick.”
He didn’t say anything at all, but his look of amusement remained.
“And what would you do if you had a box of gooey popcorn and chocolate?”
“I’d grab a blanket and plop my ass down in front of a horror movie. The savage kind. You need junk food when you watch horror flicks.”
“Something else I’ll keep in mind.”
We had a tiny stare-down for a few seconds before I snarled. “You are the most difficult man I’ve ever met. One day I’m going to force you into having some fun. Mark my words.” Daring him to defy me was silly. He was as quiet as a church mouse as usual. Huffing, I grabbed my glass of wine and the rest of the bottle, giving him another look before heading toward the door.
“Enjoy your night, Ms. Adams. I’m headed to bed. We’ll start bright and early tomorrow.”
To bed.
Alone.
By himself.
You asked for this. You’re the only who wanted to remain strictly professional.
It was his way of reminding me that I’d wanted the wall shoved between us. It was also his way of telling me that he had no intention of joining me.
Well, fuck him. I didn’t need him anyway.
Somehow, some way, I would find a delicious, brutal, and bloody movie that suited my mood.
And I was going to play it loud and proud. Okay, so it was a media room but maybe I could direct the speakers at the open door.
I snickered as I jogged up the stairs. It was obvious to me that with all the money in the world, the man had no understanding of how to live.
What a shame.
CHAPTER 22
Easton
