Chapter 65

He’s all jokes and fun tonight. I’m feeling edgy about his persistence tonight, and I don’t particularly appreciate where this is heading.

“I’d like to see you really let go, Emma.” He observes me as though he is examining something under a microscope.

“In what way?” I’m not sure I like that look on his face.

“No work just chilled and loose and free to have a good time.”

“I work for you, remember? If I’m around you, it’s usually a good sign that I’m meant to be working.” I raise my eyebrows at him and sip my champagne, seeing his approval at my ‘living a little’, and sigh.

“Maybe I need to take you on vacation then.” His body slides down in the chair, a la casual Carrero posture, and my heart sinks. That annoying spark of determination flits across his face.

“This again?” My gut tightens, and my mood dwindles.

“We go away together a lot, but maybe we both need a trip for pleasure? Lots and lots of pleasure.” He’s off in negotiation mode, and