“Which is?”
His grin returns.
“Jealous boyfriend.”
I actually laugh.
Out loud.
“Oh my God.”
“What?”
“That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard.”
“No, it's not.”
“It absolutely is.”
“Nope.”
“Kai.”
“Mary.”
His voice is annoyingly deep and perfect when he purrs my name.
“You are not my boyfriend.”
“Correct.”
“We are not dating.”
“Also correct.”
“We have never dated.”
His smile turns wicked.
“Yet.”
I point at the door.
“Out.”
“No.”
“Out.”
“Listen to the whole pitch first.”
“There is a pitch?”
“Oh, Firecracker, there's a whole presentation.”
I close my eyes.
Lord, give me strength.