I slid into the booth at the bakery across the street and sipped my iced coffee. It'd been a long week with Luther, and his agonizing stare. For someone that thought our kiss was a mistake, he sure got riled up over nothing.
His temper tiptoed on the border of obsessive, in fact, his entire personality screamed possessive and … alpha. I knew he was in charge, and probably didn't enjoy my smart mouth or my sarcasm, but he did care about what I did and I wasn't entirely sure why?
It went beyond my position as his assistant. He wanted to control me, and my life, and it screamed, controlling older boyfriend, but … I felt it was for a different reason, I just didn't know why yet.
I sucked to the bottom of my coffee, and peeled the paper off my cupcake, taking a big unladylike bite of it.
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