Chapter 8
Thank God! Ran really hadn’t been sure Parrish would say yes. Actually, before Parrish held up that pathetic sprig of mistletoe and stalked him, he’d had no idea Parrish even thought of kissing him.
After Scott, after the men he’d dated in the years since they’d split up, he’d lost confidence in his judgment. He hadn’t been surprised to learn they only wanted him for what he could do for them. If they’d only appreciated how serious he was about being monogamous.
The last two he hadn’t even bothered taking to bed, let alone sending roses.
Parrish, on the other hand…Ran found him appealing and a delight to watch. A number of times he’d stood in the doorway between their offices, entranced as Parrish, unaware, nibbled on his pen and worked at whatever task Ran had set him.
Ran
