Page 35 of Eternally Yours
It’s then he looks up from me, letting go of my chin and noticing everyone around us, listening in and watching. I see the moment the nerves start acting up by the way he swallows and clears his throat.
It’s funny, you’d think someone who is so often in the public eye wouldn’t easilyget nervous. But around me, it seems to be a permanent fixture.
His green eyes lower back to mine. “I was wondering if you were free tonight. Like, for a date. Just you and me this time. I promise.”
I open my mouth to answer, but he rushes on before the words can make their way out. “But if you can’t, that’s okay. I know I’m springing this on you last minute, and I don’t want you to feel pressured. I won’t be mad, so yeah... only if you want.”
He’s rambling, it’s adorable.My hand slides up to his nape as I fiddle with the strands sticking out from the cap, trying to calm him down. “I’d love to.”
He offers me a breathtaking smile, white pearly teeth shining with the light, and mine grows in response. “Okay! Cool. Yeah, good.”
I giggle.He’s too much.
His hand lifts to rub the back of his neck just as mine comes down. “All right, well, let me just put this big guy in your office, and I’ll let everyone get back to work.” He looks around, making eye contact with every bystander, and smiles at Emma.
Bending down, he picks up the giant teddy and sets it in the corner of my office. “I’ll pick you up at five so you don’t have to walk home with him. And we’ll stop at your place so you can change, sound good?”
“That sounds perfect, thank you.”
“Good. I’ll see you later, Minnie.” He lowers and places a tender kiss to my cheek. “Bye, Em.” He waves her way and walks back to the elevators, disappearing from view once the doors shut.
I’m lost in thought, staring in the direction he just left, too lost to realize how quiet it still is in the office. That is until Emma breaks the silence.
“When are we calling it?”
I turn her way with a questioning gaze.
“Seven months.”
“One year.”
“Nine months”
“Six months.”
All my co-workers start speaking at once, calling out over each other. I’m so confused; all I can do is look around at everyone as they talk, waiting for someone to explain what’s going on.
“Four months and there’s a ring on her finger,” Amanda says as she leans against the entrance to her office. “The man has it bad,” she chuckles, shaking her head.
I gasp in shock, finally registering what they’re talking about. “Woah! Wait a sec, no one is getting married. We aren’t even dating yet!”
“I bet he already has a ring picked out.” This time it’s Em. I look at her with a scowl and head into my office, ending this ridiculous conversation.
Chapter thirteen
Silas
You know what they say about ladies. They don’t watch it, they read it.
It’s five o’clock sharp when I make it back to Cecilia’s office, where I find her bent over her desk writing on a notepad, deep in concentration. I lean my shoulder along the door frame, arms and ankles crossed as I watch her.
Her hair falls in her face, her breasts press up against the desk, and her slender waist rests against the edge of it. Her perfectly round ass is begging to be slapped while I fist her hair from behind.Fuck, get a grip, man.
The thought of having her in such a position makes my blood run straight to my growing erection. I adjust myself in my pants quickly, making sure I haven’t been spotted, then take a step in, clearing my throat.
Cecilia startles, standing up straight as she gasps. “Jesus, you scared me. Have you been waiting long?” she asks with a hand held over her heart, breathing heavily.
“No, just got here.” I walk over and pull her into an embrace, needing her close.
