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"I do love spending time with you, but sometimes you smother me," I confessed, looking him in the eye.
He furrowed his brow. "It’s because I love you so much. I only want what’s best for you," he said earnestly.
"Thanks, Dad," I teased, rolling my eyes.
"Thanks for making me feel old," he replied with a mock pout.
Oliver was anything but old. He tired me out and could still keep going long after I was ready to pass out. I loved his energy.
"You’re not old, you’re experienced," I said, reaching up to touch the light scruff on his handsome face.
Oliver leaned in and kissed the top of my head. "Would you like to enjoy some of that experience when we get home?" he murmured.
I felt heat creep into my face as I glanced around the private plane at our security team. Thankfully, Vlad, Brenda, and Raquel weren’t paying attention to us.
"Shush, we can talk about it later," I whispered.
"You’re blushing. Are you embarrassed?" Oliver asked with a grin.
"No. I’m fine," I said quickly, trying to hide my flushed cheeks.
The captain’s voice came over the intercom, announcing our imminent landing. I inwardly groaned at the thought of returning to work tomorrow. Even though I worked for Oliver, the tedium of office life loomed ahead.
Oliver grinned, clearly enjoying my discomfort. "Back to reality," he said, squeezing my hand.
"Yeah, back to reality," I echoed, feeling a mix of excitement and apprehension for the weeks to come.
“I wish we didn’t need to work tomorrow,” I said, looking across the table at Oliver.
Oliver glanced up from his plate of spaghetti with a smirk. “Getting lazy on me already?”
I couldn’t deny that our short vacation had made me a bit lazy. I longed to be back on the beach, soaking up the sun and enjoying the surf. But that wasn’t really me. I didn’t mind the office, especially since I was learning so much from Oliver.
“No, not at all. You know better,” I replied, giving him a pointed look.
“I do. You’re my most talented protégé,” he said, his eyes twinkling with pride.
“You’re just saying that because I’ll be your wife soon,” I teased, twirling my fork in my pasta.
“I wouldn’t lie. You’re eager and intelligent. I’ve never had someone I mentored learn so fast,” he said earnestly.
“Is that what I am to you? Your student?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Hardly. You’re my partner. I’m so sure of that, I’ve instructed my legal counsel to give you power of attorney should anything happen to me.”
I set down my glass of red wine, looking at him in horror. “You think I would want to take your place if anything happened to you? I would be devastated.”
“You would get over it, and it doesn’t mean I’m dead. Suppose I’m incapacitated?” he said, shrugging.
“And how would that happen?” I asked, narrowing my eyes.
“I don’t know. You want me to get gruesome?” he replied with a grimace.
“Not really. I don’t even like the idea of discussing it,” I said, shaking my head.
“I trust you, and Henri is well aware he would need to assist you. Everyone is on board, though some of my executives feel you aren’t as experienced as they’d like to run the company,” he explained.
I frowned. I hoped it never happened. Oliver must be crazy if he thought I was capable of running his company on my own. I’d absorbed so much since I started working for him, but I had nowhere near his knowledge.
