"What?" Amaya’s eyes widened. "Are you kidding me?"
"Do I look like I know how to joke around?" Chase smirked. With their lips so close, so tantalisingly close, and the ever-present heat shimmering between them like an invisible thread binding them despite their time apart, it took a few seconds for his words to penetrate.
What the hell is wrong with him? How could she play her like this?
When they did, she jerked back, shock rendering her speechless.
Her mouth opened and closed as her mind spun with confusion. She could’ve sworn he’d just proposed.
"Miss Patterson, you heard me."
He straightened, and while half of her wanted to clobber him for the ludicrous statement he’d just made, the other half irrationally missed his proximity.
He perched on the desk, towering over her.
"Marry
