They were silent for a while, the moving cars and city noises muffled by the windows. But she broke that silence just when he thought she was done talking.
“No wonder you have to send flowers to all those women.”
The meaning sobered him. To Scottie, he was a rich player who had his way with women and threw them away. She’d never as much said the words, but he knew that was what she thought about him. And he hated it enough to feel the anger at the unfairness of her words. He wanted her to see the real man behind her first impressions.
“How do you mean?” he asked in response to her comment, his jaw clenched.
“Women like accents. And guys who speak multiple languages.”
His heart thumped so hard, he felt his chest against the seat belt. “So I’ve heard.” Do you like that too?
Scottie crossed her arms again and didn’t say another word until they reached the EaDo property. And though he desperately wanted to continue the conversation, he didn’t. He’d have to remember he was her boss, and this conversation probably shouldn’t go any further, despite what he wanted.