"He still has a d**k," Oceans said, with complete seriousness, and I almost laughed. If I didn't know my boss, I'd think he was jealous. But I understand. He was looking out for a lady. And that was fine.
"Don't worry. I'll be fine," I pulled my hand off his chest, but he was fast. He grabbed my wrist and guided my hand back to his chest without a word, pressing it flat against his sternum the same way he had the first time.
I was confused, my brows pulling together as I wondered what was going on with Mr. Stark.
This was the second time... What the hell?
"Don't. Stop." He counted his words, like they cost him something he wasn't accustomed to spending, his gaze pinning me in place.
My gaze traveled from his hand on my wrist, back to his face, my eyes searching his to know what's goin
