Page 128 of Playing Flirty

I clicked the save icon a few times. “I know. That’s why I’m still here.”

He offered me a warm smile and turned on his heel. “See you on Monday.”

I packed up my things from my new desk in my small, but private, office. A pack of basic medical supplies from Claire and Dean sat on the corner. A Bulma figurine from Lincoln stood beside it. Neema and Shaun framed a photo of the seven of us at their wedding, and next to my screen, where I could glance at it all day, was the heart marker stuck against a photo of William.

William.

Even after all these months, the mere thought of him had me smiling. I took out my phone and typed a text to him.

Rose:Be home soon. Love you, x.

He replied with a kissing emoji. He still wasn’t particularly good at texting, but he was getting better.

After rushing home, I opened the door and found William at his PC, clicking furiously. He cursed, completely unaware I’d entered.

I dropped my bag on the floor and walked up behind his wide back, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing his cheek. “Hey.”

He grunted and triple-clicked the close icon before twisting around and giving me one of his spine-tingling kisses. All the anger he’d exhibited toward the game disappeared from his gorgeous face.

“How was work?” he asked.

“Fun, as usual. How was it for you?”

He nodded. “I worked on Overpower more than anything else. I made some progress, wanna see?”

I sat on his lap, and he spun us around to face his screen. “Okay…” He opened the game that got better every time I left him alone with it.

I had thought it was impossible to have levels of love, yet the feeling I had for William grew every day. I may explode.

When he finished his demonstration, William grinned up at me. “That’s all we’ve got so far, but we’re scheduled for a release about a year from now, almost to the day.”

My bones tickled with excitement. “And Fun&Games are on board.”

He laughed. “Nice pun.”

I shook my head with a giggle and slid off his lap before pulling him to his feet. “We’re going to be late for game night. Let’s go!”

He stood and made his way to the bathroom. “I need to shower and pack.”

“William! I’ve already made us late. We don’t have time.”

He popped his head out of the bathroom. “I know, I’m teasing. Bags are on the couch. I just needed my shampoo. Catch!”

I caught the shampoo, and my senses filled with the scent of rosemary and lavender.

“Hey, my love?” I called.

He lifted the bags and swung them over one shoulder. “Yeah?”

“Do you know your hair smells like rosemary? It’s my signature scent,” I teased.

He shook his head at me and laughed. “No, don’t even start.”

“Is it because you were pining for me?” I asked, following him to his car.

“Complete coincidence. I’m not that creepy.” He tossed our bags into the trunk. “I only kept a plastic heart for years and hoped I’d find the perfect moment to confess my love to the girl of my dreams, but that’s all.”

“Oh, yeah. No big deal.”

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