I picked up Caleb’s hand before he could protest, wrapping his fingers around the tumbler. The gesture was intimate enough to make his throat work as he swallowed, his eyes darkening with curiosity—or maybe desire. Then, just as smoothly, I rose and walked back to my seat, reclaiming my space.
Settling comfortably, I took a slow sip of my own drink before asking, “So tell me, Caleb… what are you willing to offer for my shares? The very shares that could tilt the odds in your favor, increasing your chances of finally sliding into that CEO seat at His and Hers?”
He blinked rapidly, his mask of arrogance slipping just slightly. “You… you have shares in His and Hers?”
I tilted my head, feigning innocence as though this wasn’t a bombshell I had just dropped on him. “Of course. A gift from my
