Randy handed him an ice-blue tie, and Tyler looped it over his neck and began to tie the knot, trying not to think about knotting his tie on the sexy brunette.
“Why do you suddenly look constipated?” Randy asked.
“What the hell?” Tyler said in disgust. “I do not look constipated.”
“Well, you looked weird. Stop it or you’ll scare the clients.”
“I never scare the clients. You scare the clients.”
“Well, in this instance, if you show them that look, they’ll run for it. So stop it.”
“Being in love is screwing with your brain, Randy. Now, let’s go to the deposition.”
But as Tyler walked out of the room, he couldn’t help wondering if the sexy brunette was screwing with his brain.
Because he would have bet money that he smelled her perfume in Randy’s office.