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“That’s interesting.” Liar. Acting like you don’t know what charities he supports is a total farce. I fight the urge to grasp my nose to see if it’s growing.
“I have a board of directors, but I oversee the daily operations and determine where the money goes. Because of my degree, I feel comfortable making those decisions. And it comes in handy when I invest.”
“I’m sure it does. I hope someday to use my degree more. Working for Isabella is great. She’s a fantastic boss, but it’s not my end goal.”
When he rubs his thumb over the soft fabric of my dress, it causes my nipples to tighten, and I squeeze my thighs together. Please, for the love of all things holy, don’t let anyone notice I’m about to spontaneously combust over here.
I’m not used to having this reaction around men. Heck, I’ve never talked this long to a man excluding my family and Liam when he waited for Isabella to get done at work. I didn’t even talk to the copy repair guy for this long, and we were stuck together for over an hour.
He cocks his head. “What do you want to do?”
Why did I say anything? He’s going to make fun of me. Make up something.
For several seconds, I stand there opening, and closing my mouth as absolutely nothing comes to mind. Whatever. Just say it. It’s not like you hang out with him all the time. “I want to open a bookstore.”
“Really?” His eyes narrow as he studies me. However, instead of rolling his eyes, he appears intrigued by the idea. “Tell me more.”
“I would like to operate a two-story house with a bookstore, café, and flower shop, and flower shop on the bottom floor with an emphasis on local craftsmen. On the top floor, I’d like to offer the craftsmen the option to teach their different skills to interested students.”
“That’s a great idea.”
“Do you really think so?” I tilt my head and study him for insincerity.
“Yes, it is. My sister owns her own dance studio. You should talk to her about opening a business. She’s finding success with it while she works toward her Master’s in Sport’s Psychology.”
The words he says float above me in a chaotic jumble. I’ve never told a single person about my pipedream. Could it be a reality? Should I work toward it? Excitement flows through me. “I’ve got to get the plans fleshed out. I don’t even know where to start.”
“I would love to help you brainstorm sometimes and get you ready to apply for a small business loan.”
“This is crazy.” I jump up and wrap my arms around his neck. His warm breath fans my cheek as he wraps his arms around my waist. He’s solid and warm against me. Like the clothes I tried on, he feels right.
Holy cow. What am I doing? This is Knox Tillman. The guy with the supermodel girlfriend. “Um….” I jump backward and drop my arms to my sides. “Thank you. I’ve never told anyone what I was thinking and got a little carried away.” I flinch. “A lot carried away.”
“Knox, stop monopolizing Saylor’s time. Come on. It’s time to eat,” Isabella calls out.
“Oh.” My eyes widen as everyone’s attention shifts to us. So, this is what a live viewing of a soap opera feels like. Warmth surges through me. God, how embarrassing. “Thank you for listening. I appreciate it.” I speed walk away from him.
“Saylor?” The low rumble of Knox’s voice sends a shiver up my spine, but I ignore him. It’s time to put things back into perspective. Guys like Knox don’t like girls like me.
