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“Because I want to, alright?”
“Did you drink?” I ask.
He shakes his head in response and all I feel is utter relief. Since we have a decent drive home, I decide to get to know him better. I ask him little things like his favorite color (black), and his favorite movie (he doesn’t have a favorite.)
“So... what made you want to work in this business?”
He throws a glance my way. “My father,” he says casually, his eyes landing back on the road. I wait for him to say more, staring out the window myself, giving him some illusioned space.
“He loved anything science related.”
“Loved? He passed?”
I turn in time to watch him nod. “Firefighter.”
I don’t apologize. I know those two words meant next to nothing when I lost my mom. Instead, I ask, “When?”
“I was three.”
I put my hand over his, the one casually leaning over the center console. Then I stare out at the night sky again, preparing to bare myself to a beautiful stranger.
This isn’t me. What have I become? Am I this desperate for attention?
Still, I don’t stop myself.
Because it’ssoright with him. My insides feel as if they’re filled with butterflies at the mere touch of our hands.
“I was eleven. When I lost my mom. I couldn’t speak for almost a year. My sister Gia saved me in some way.”
No more words are spoken by either of us.
Both admissions sparkle in the air, the reality of a small bond evolving between us finally hitting me. He wasn’t only a man I dreamed about for the sake of having a crush on my boss.
No, this was me being vulnerable to him.
Right then, he moves his thumb, grazing the side of my hand, the one that still laid over his own. My throat feels like it locks, and instead I want to lock my heart and swallow the key.
Everything with Damon is intense. And I can’t deal with that right now. Not when Harvey takes intense to a whole other level.
I miss Harvey.
The one I knew. The one I fell in love with.
My chest tightens suddenly as I try to push away thoughts of the man waiting at home for me. Possibly doing the same thing withClairethat I’m doing with Damon.
I remove my hand from his. “I have a boyfriend.”
He takes a while to answer but eventually he speaks. “I know.”
“You know? How?”
“Background check.”
His eyes peruse the road when I ask, “Do you do that to all your new hires?”
When his eyes finally sweep from my own all the way down to my lips, my brain turns to mush. “Only my assistants.”
I’m relieved that he’s done one on Katherine too. I can’t help but ask the question, the one nagging at the back of my mind with this new piece of information.
