Page 55 of Mid-Thirties Slightly Hot Mess Female Seeking Billionaire

"I know you don't want to talk about your salary or have me go to HR, but-"

"But nothing, Ethan." I shake my head. "You cannot go to HR and talk about my salary. I do not want you to. I do not want-"

"It's got nothing to do with us sleeping together. You know that, right?"

"Yeah, I know that, but-"

"But what? Do you think other people wouldn't know that?"

"I don't know. I just don't want anyone to think that there was any impropriety. And I don't want you to think that there was any impropriety here. I don’t want you to think that—."

"I don't think you came over here to convince me to give you a pay raise." He shakes his head. "Just like I don't think you came over here with the intention of-"

"Ethan, can we just watch a TV show and hang out?"

"Of course. I'd like nothing more." He motions to the couch.

"What was the question you had for me? If it's something I can answer that is not going to be about me getting a raise or anything like that, I'll be happy to do it. But if it's about something else-"

"I was just going to ask you what sort of TV shows you really enjoy? Jackson and I have been debating with paying for several scripted drama shows or reality TV."

"Oh, wow. I love scripted drama shows, but I can't lie I love reality TV as well. In fact, there's this show I've been watching recently called The Traitors, and it's absolutely amazing."

"The Traitors?" He looks at me with a small smile. "Never heard of it."

"We can watch an episode if you want." I stare at him. "You might not like it, but I think it's fun."

"Okay. Let's watch The Traitors." He types it into his TV screen remote and I see the word popping up. "The Traitors USA, The Traitors UK, and The Traitors Australia. Which one do you want to watch?" He asks. "UK, US and Australia. Wow looks like a pretty popular show."

"Yeah, they also have it in Canada and New Zealand, but you can't get that through Peacock. I love the UK one the most, if you want to watch that. Even though US is great too."

"Let's do it." He settles onto the couch. "You want to sit next to me?"

I stare at him and shake my head and head over to the recliner. He looks back at me for a couple of seconds and shrugs, though I can see a look of disappointment on his face.

"Really Sarah?"

"What? You asked if I wanted to sit next to you, and-"

"Get over here, Sarah." He motions to me and points to the seat next to him.

"Excuse me?" My jaw drops slightly.

"I said, get over here. Or do you want me to pick you up and bring you over?"

"You are not going to pick me up, and-"

He stands up and I jump out of the recliner quickly.

"Fine. I will come over and sit next to you, but..."

"But what?" He grins as he grabs my hand and pulls me into him. "You scared to be too close to me? You're scared the big bad wolf is going to eat you?"

"Why would I be scared about that?" I ask grinning. "The big bad wolf has already eaten me."

"And you loved it, didn't you?"

"I wouldn't say loved it, but-"

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