"Well, I'm not sure if that is always the case, Morgan." He laughed, hand moving to the boy's knee. It might have once been a provocative gesture, now it was more of a routine, of comfort and mindless flirtation. "But you are always thoughtful. Don't think I don't bear it in mind when working out yearly raises."
"Champagne at the restaurant would be more suitable. In the limo seems a little... forward." He smiled slightly, "Not exactly classy, in my mind. Not for a first date, anyway. At the table will certainly be better." He said, ignoring Morgan's tone, it was really not the boy's business who his boss decided to date, as much as it was Morgan's decision to spend weekends on yachts or in five-star country resorts at the expense of some rich powerful public figure.
Instead he choose to address Morgan's pout. "Don't I? Well, perhaps I should rectify that. Although won't all your other boyfriends be jealous?" He teased, fingers stroking over Morgan's smooth, pale skin.