Page 32 of Tempting Him

“Scarface.”

“Dogs or cats?”

“Dogs, I guess.”

“Books or movies?”

“Books.”

“Men, women, or both?”

He levels me with a look, but then sighs. “Men.”

“Had your heart broken before?”

“No.”

“Been in love?”

“No.”

“Really?”

“I don’t like where this game is going,” he says, standing up.

“Okay, I’m sorry. Ask me anything you want.”

He stops at the bar where he pours himself a drink. I shift under his intense gaze as his eyes swallow me up.

“Does our age difference bother you?”

“No,” I answer honestly. “Does it bother you?”

His head moves marginally, like he isn’t really sure.

“Are you fucking anybody else?”

My brows nearly reach my hairline, shocked by his question. I was curious about this exact thing earlier, but didn’t think for a second he’d ask.

“Not currently.”

“If we’re fucking, I don’t want have to worry about catching anything. If we’re doing this, I don’t want you with anybody else.”

I sink my teeth into my lip. “I love this possessiveness, Mr. Drakos.”

“I’m not playing, Jayden.”

“Okay, okay,” I say, holding my hands up. “I haven’t been with anyone since I’ve been with you, and before you, there had been a bit of a break. I’m going to assume you aren’t fucking anyone either?”

He takes a drink. “I don’t know anybody but the employees.”

“Clearly employees aren’t off limits.”

“You aren’t official yet.”

“Semantics.”

“I’m not fucking anyone,” he bites. “Only you.”

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