He sat for a moment staring at the floor as she rubbed his shoulder. Her fingers slowly ran over the ripples of his muscles. His skin was warm under his shirt, and her stomach tensed up. What am I doing? Quickly she pulled her hand away and laid it in her lap.
“How?”
“Well, maybe we could set up an interview with one of the media outlets? They could do a feature on you instead of the garbage stories they normally run. We could show the public the real Tyler Kidd and at the same time boost your reputation.” She nodded in encouragement, hoping he’d like the idea as much as she did.
Ty frowned and looked back down at his hands. “I don’t know about that. A one-on-one interview?”
“You’re nervous about that idea?” How can he be nervous about a one-on-one interview?
He shrugged but gave her
