“You’re confused.”
“Too f*****g right I am!” The anger was rolling through me now. “Any second now you’re going to vanish in your puff of smoke, and tomorrow all I’ll see of you will be the big, bad executive who passes me in the corridor without a nod, and—”
Marcus clamped a hand over my mouth, silencing me. “I don’t want to hear.”
I nodded, dumbly. His eyes were wide and scared, and I hated the thought I’d made him feel bad like that.
“I don’t know how this can happen,” he said, his jaw set. “But to me, it seems…”
“Real?” I whispered.
“Right.” He nodded. He ran his palm across my chest, and my whole body hummed with pleasure. “And I want it to be so. I think…that’s what I’ve been waiting for. Just didn’t know how to make it happen.”
I caught up his hand and brought it to my lips,
