“That’s a complicated question,” Marcus said as he moved closer to me and I backed up bumping into Louis. His arms snaking around me again, looser than before, not evoking the same panic of being trapped.
“Not really,” I said pushing Louis’ arms away, “This morning I thought that was an easy answer. At lunch I would have said the same thing, now I need to know. What are you?”
“The CEO of Tarak Blackwell, I’m also your boss,” Marcus said as he stepped closer, his dark eyes searching mine. “I like you, Amelia.”
Louis cleared his throat from behind me and I jumped looking back at him, his eyebrow was raised at Marcus, a frown on his lips.
“We, we like you.” He corrected, locking eyes with Marcus.
“We do,” Marcus repeated, and I turned back to look at him.
“That doesn’t answer m
