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Chapter Nine
Blue
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“So, are you going toinvite me up?” Harris glances at my apartment building as he pulls up to the curb and slides the car into park.
“You wish,” I mutter under my breath but loudly enough that he can hear.
“Actually, I do wish. But alas, even if you invited me up I’m afraid I’d have to decline.”
“Is that so?” Amusement dances through my words.
“Yep. Some girl I know bet me I couldn’t keep it in my pants for four weeks.” He shrugs.
“What an evil person.” I crinkle my nose.
“She’s the worst.” He smiles, leaning toward me.
“Oh no you don’t.” I hold my hand up, pressing my fingers to his lips to stop his pursuit. “If you plan on kissing me again, you’re going to have to earn it.”
He lays a soft kiss to the tip of each finger before pulling my hand away.
“You let me kiss you earlier,” he reminds me, not releasing my hand.
“A lapse in judgement. I blame the beer.”
“Bullshit.” He laughs. “But okay, I’ll play along.” He lifts my hand and kisses the back of it before letting go. “Thank you for an incredible evening, Blue.”
“I had a lot of fun. Thank you for taking me to my first baseball game.”
“It was my absolute pleasure.”
I hesitate, not sure what to do. On one hand, I’m trying really hard to play the same game he his. On the other, my resolve is starting to slip and I don’t want to put myself in a position to regret what happens between us.
It’s easy to throw caution to the wind and let my body lead the charge, but the repercussions of doing so will most definitely not be worth it. I have to work with this guy every single day. As much as I want to beat him at his own game, I’m not sure the risk outweighs the reward.
This is only a bet. A stupid little bet made between two co-workers after too much to drink. And as fun as yesterday and today have been, I need to remember that this is not real life. Harris is trying to win a bet, and so am I. It’s nothing more than that.
It can’t be.
“Well, I guess I’ll see you Monday,” I say, popping the handle before pushing the door open.
“Hey Blue.” Harris waits until I climb out of the car before speaking.
“Yeah?” I turn around and lean into the open doorway so I can see him.
“Try not to dream about me tonight,” he teases, the smile on his face hot enough to melt a polar ice cap.
“Why would I trynotto dream about you when I’m at no risk of dreaming about you in the first place?” I shoot back, trying to knock some of the wind out of his sails.
By the look in his eyes I can tell that it has the opposite effect. If nothing else he looks even more determined.
“Keep telling yourself that.” He smirks.
“Goodnight Harris.” I straighten upright.
“Goodnight Blue.” He chuckles as I close the door.
