Page 85 of Vicious Tycoon

I shook my head. “No.”

He grinned, arching an eyebrow.

“You’re surprised by that?”

“Look at you. I’d be blind if I wasn’t.”

“Thanks.” I peered up at him through my long eyelashes. “But my family can be intense too, and I never wanted them to meet someone I wasn’t serious about.”

“Your family believe in love that much?”

I thought about it. “I can’t think of one family member who doesn’t.”

“You’ve waited this long. What’s another few years?”

A little taken aback by his response, I snapped, “Does that mean you don’t want to meet them?”

He narrowed his eyes at me. “Caught that, huh?”

“Was that a test?”

With an amused expression, Aires challenged, “What if it was?”

“By all means, did I pass?”

He simply shrugged. “I’m not sure yet.”

“Oh yeah?” I teased, enjoying our witty banter for as long as I could.

I wasn’t dumb enough to think this would be easy on him. If I could help by lightening the mood for a minute, I would try. Aires loved to laugh, and it was always so contagious. He had one of those laughs you’d end up laughing with because you couldn’t resist his.

“When do you think you’ll know if I passed?”

“I’ll tell you what? You’ll be the first to know.”

“I’m looking forward to it.”

A glimmer in his eyes made me wonder. “Does your family know about me?”

“My mother keeps up with all the tabloid bullshit, and since your pretty face has graced every cover, I imagine they know something is up between us.”

“Is this the part where I have to beg for more information?”

He whispered in my ear, “But you know how much I love it when you’re on your knees for me.”

My eyes shifted to the driver. He wasn’t paying us any mind. Not that it would stop Aires. He was a relentless flirt and dirty talker.

Giving in to his demands, I mockingly pleaded with my hands in a prayer gesture, “Please, oh please. Tell me everything I need to know to pass their approval?”

He laughed, throwing his head back, and it made me feel amazing that I could get it out of him.

“Did it work?”

“It’d be better if you were actually on your knees, but I’ll take the bait.”

I bit my lip, anxiously waiting for his retort.

“They hate everyone.”

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