He frowns as he watches me. “I wouldn’t know—I’ve never been attracted to someone I work with. And besides, I think this place is big enough that we could stay out of each other’s way.”
“You’re still attracted to me?” I whisper.
“You know I am, and it’s just dinner,” he snaps. “Nobody would even know, and I most certainly wouldn’t fire you in the morning.”
“So . . .” I frown as I try to work out what the hell it is that he wants. “You would keep me a dirty little secret?”
He steps forward so that our faces are only an inch apart; our eyes are locked.
Energy begins to spark between us, and I feel my arousal sweep in. “Were you in a relationship when we spent the night together?” I ask.
“What makes you say that?”
“You never asked for my number.”
He gives me a slow, sexy smile as he t
