“mm hmm.” Was her brusque response to his sensitivity devoid speech. She studied him for a long moment. Maybe too long. She looked at every part of him, every stubble that was starting to jut out from his chin and every eyelash that swept out from the deceptively innocent blue of his eyes. She knew that he was confident enough to think these things wouldn’t happen but she also knew him and how he threw caution to the wind when it suited the moment and the feelings he was feeling. “I am sure I won’t have anything to worry about, especially because I’ll draw up the papers for you to sign…” Her flashed fluttered and the muscle in her jaw clenched before she claimed, “ I am not dumb either.”
The golden strands of her hair fall forward when she looked down at the table, breaking their eye contact. She knew it was a vulnerable move and she felt that way. She wasn’t sure she should have brought up any of what was just mentioned and in some regards she regretted displaying her rawness in a torrent. She hated when Xander got a dose of how she really felt and how affected she was by him and the possibility of a life with him. Honey wouldn’t just sit back and let him walk all over her though. Maybe other girls could settle for the money and the shopping trips but none of that mattered as much as him recognizing that she wasn’t some soft bellied trollop that rolled over for him whenever he wanted her to.
There were so many corners of their relationship. So many corners that needed sweeping.
“Have you introduced yourself to this man?” Maybe he forgot the man she was speaking of, “Pierce? In the suite at the very tip top of our place??”