I rubbed my face when reality slapped me on my face. “You are our guest and my client now. T-that shouldn’t have happened.”
Clyve frowned. “Yeah, I thought you would say that. But why didn’t you stop me?”
Because I don’t want to.
I swallowed hard, breaking eye contact. It was not that I bruised his ego, but Clyve was sensitive when talking about rejection.
“Because I can’t. We both know that there is something between us that it’s hard for me to deny it, to ignore you, and—” God! “But we can’t. I’m keeping my word in return of you helping Keene with his treatment.”
He snorted. “So, this is all but a business arrangement, huh?”
Despite the hurt in his voice did a twinge in my chest, I managed to nod just to prove my point. Absentmindedly.
“Sure thing.” That was it, Clyve stormed away
