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if I’ve learned anything in my twenty-eight years on this earth, it’s that most humans will do almost anything to salvage their own comfort.
“Well,” I say, gazing ahead, “why don’t you introduce me to the new man in my life?” He turns towards me slowly with a grave look on his face. “He’s going to be a lot of work, Billie.” “Of course, he is, Hank. Men always are.”
And thank you? A fucking thank you? After we both just completely incinerated each other? With chemistry like that? I don’t think so, Billie.
She’s a live wire, and I am the idiot happy to see what happens when I pick up the loose end.
“I don’t want to talk. We’re not friends.” His words are like a paper cut. They sting, but don’t produce any blood. “What I want is you, straddling me, and I don’t let friends do that.”
I’m a level-headed, patient man. A pragmatic man. I may not be accustomed to being the one doing the chasing, but I’ve never been so set on any woman in my life. I’ll play the long game with Billie. She’s worth it.
Close a high-stakes business deal? No problem. Fire someone? I’m your man. Talk to a girl you like and respect? I guess I’ll just crumble instead.
“Let me redefine that line you keep talking about: you are more than my employee and I am more than your boss. I’m done giving you space that we both don’t want. It’s not at all complicated. You’ll work with me during the day and underneath me at night. Every night. There will be no tiptoeing. There will be no running. There will be no one else.”
He runs his fingers through his dark hair, with that edge of agitation I get off on, before he sighs. “I love you, Billie. And I’m an idiot. I obviously don’t know much, but I know that both of those statements are true.”
“I’ll always choose you, Billie.” And I smile. Because I believe him.
