"No, you are paying me to work for you," she answered with a little smile on her face. “Although, what I’m doing now is far from work.”
I laughed so hard that I surprised even myself. She has such a smart mouth and a quirky sense of humor, and I love it.
"Maybe I should give you a raise," I suggested.
"Are you buying my company, boss man?" She asked, saying the 'boss man' with a different accent.
"Are you denying the fact you like that offer?" I answered her question with another one and, a few seconds after that, we were roaring. I laughed even harder when she snorted.
“Karine, did I just hear you snort?”
“So, what if you did?” She glared at me but soon doubled over in laughter again.
“Well, I think it’s cute,” I responded and gazed into her brown eyes. A silence thick as fog hung between us. My eyes trailed down to her lips, just as her pink tongue darted out to swipe against her bottom lip. I felt a tightening in my pants at once. I tore my gaze away and spoke to cancel the silence that hung between us.
"I like this place. Can we play last night’s game again?" I asked without realizing that I wanted to dig deeper into Karine’s brain.
"Well..." She muttered. “I’m not a fan of talking about myself a lot.”
"Come on! Why not? Let's get to know more about each other," I urged her with a grin.
"Okay. Let's play your game," she said and nodded. I could tell by the doubtful look on her face, she still thought this wasn’t a good idea.
"Why don't you trust in love?" I asked directly.
"Next question, please.” She followed my tactics in avoiding my query.
"Okay if you don't want to answer a question, then you'll spend the whole day with me doing anything of my choosing," I said while my heart was beating faster than it should.
"But..." She tried to say something, but I was faster.
"Your boss gave you a choice, that's a lot more than most bosses do; they just say what they want you to do. Can you see how I am better?" I asked, even though that was a rhetorical question.
"I can see that! So, if you're playing you will be the person to answer the first question," she said, smoothly turning the game in her favor.
"What did you like to do in the mornings on your off days before I came to work for you?" She asked me.
"I used to love making love, and cuddling with Gracen in the mornings," I admitted honestly.”
"To cuddle?" She repeated.
"Yes, I am a touchy-feely kind of a man; I just want the attention and love. And I adore, literally adore, to cuddle and have someone by my side," I said and stopped talking because I really missed that feeling.
“Tell me, what do you like doing in the mornings?" I asked her the same question and she smiled.
"I like to be alone. The time in the morning is my time, I like to drink my coffee slowly, read the news, sit alone and simply give myself enough time to prepare for the duties which come with the day," she explained.
"You don't like being cuddled in the mornings?" I was surprised.
"No, I don't, but that’s probably because I don’t have anyone to cuddle with,” she sighed.
"And at night? What do you like doing at night?" I just wanted her to talk about herself. The sound of her voice soothed me, and even made me forget my fate for a while.
"Again, to be alone and take a rest from an exhausting day’s work," she said.
"You are boring, Karine" I told her.
"Maybe but at least I know who I am. Can you say the same?" She answered and put me in an unpleasant situation.