Page 58 of Anything To Be With You

"I do not," I reply.

Dani turns back to the window. Her natural beauty is something to behold. Her fair skin reflexes the sunlight softly, giving her an otherworldly glow. She’s an angel. A stunningly beautiful angel with a no bullshit attitude.

"Shall we get to work," I say and motion towards my home office.

"Snazzy," Dani remarks as she brushes past me and into the office.

"There is not much room in here. The desk takes up most of the space. I hope you’re okay with that." I query.

Dani sits in my desk chair and spins herself around. "As long as you’re wearing deodorant, I’m cool," she gives me a once over. "Look at you, Archer, wearing a tank top and shorts. I thought you wore suits all the time." Dani smiles up at me.

I pull over another chair and sit behind my desktop, handing her my laptop.

"I have a dresser full of clothes that aren't suits." I respond.

"Can I see?"

"No, you cannot see."

"You know I’m going to go snooping when I’m bored," Dani smiles brightly.

"Guess I’ll have to stay on top of you." I wink and Dani flushes.

I log into my computer and Dani does the same with her laptop. "Would you like to listen to some music?" I ask.

"As long as it’s not that easy listening shit you have playing at the office." Dani answers with a smile.

"It’s not the office music. I don’t even like it. However, playing my kind of music at work would not be appropriate." I open Spotify on my phone.

Guitar riffs come through the Bluetooth speakers all over my condo as Pantera’s Cowboys From Hell begins to play. Dani stares at me wide eyed, her mouth hanging open. I reach over and shut it with a smirk. She blinks a few times, then slaps my arm.

"Ha, ha. Very funny, Archer. You got me. You can put on what you actually listen to."

"This is what I listen to," I lean closer. "What were you expecting?"

"Classical, or country." Dani answers. "I didn’t take you for a heavy metal fan."

"Heavy metal, rock, punk. I listen to it all."

Dani snorts out a laugh. "You’re just full of surprises, Archer."

I smirk. If tonight goes well, she'll see just how full of surprises I truly am.

"You know the drill." I state.

Dani salutes me. "Yes sir."

"I’m starving," Dani complains, and pulls my attention away from the proposal I am in the middle of writing.

"You got food in this place?" Dani asks as she stretches, making these strange sounds as she cracks her back over the chair.

"I do," I remark.

"Good. I’ll make us lunch."

I hold up a hand. "No, I’ll make us lunch."

I stand as Dani blinks up at me. "You can cook?"

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