Page 33 of Enthrall Shadows
“Are you dating?” I asked.
“No.” His hands stilled on my foot for a few seconds, and then his strong fingers began kneading again, easing the ache.
More fireworks went off.
I tried hearing them the way Henry did, as a cacophony of blasts.
Seeing me flinch, he said, “Imagine how birds and animals feel.”
“True.”
“Keep talking,” he coaxed.
“Do you like being CEO?”
“It’s what I was born to do.”
“But do you enjoy it?”
“Do you enjoy what you do?”
“Yes. I do. I change lives for the better.”
His gaze narrowed on me. “It’s not just some kinky clients getting their rocks off?”
“Play nice, Henry.”
He smirked, looking devilishly gorgeous. “Keep talking.”
“I graduated with a bachelor’s at USF.”
He seemed impressed.
“Started out as a pharmacist and switched careers.”
“Why?”
“I felt closed in when I worked in the pharmacy.”
“You figured out how to take away mental pain without a prescription,” he reasoned.
I loved the way he seemed to understand my change of heart over my career.
Henry studied me for a beat. “Give me your other foot.”
The one he’d massaged felt warm and tingly from his touch. The other one relaxed as he began kneading my toes.
“You seemed to be having fun tonight,” I said.
“Not really into public speaking. But there you go.”
“I meant the blonde.”
He scrunched up his nose. “She didn’t recognize me.”
“That a problem?”
“She acted standoffish.”
