Page 64 of The Don's Virgin Obsession
“There. Happy?”
“Very.”
I laughed dryly. “You annoying.”
“And you difficult.”
“Yet here we are.”
His eyes flickered toward me again.
That same strange, heavy energy passed between us for a second before Denise walked in and asked Vaughn something about permits.
Perfect timing, honestly.
By the end of the day, I was exhausted mentally more than physically.
I grabbed my purse and tablet while Laila walked beside me toward the elevators.
“You know what I noticed?” she asked.
“What?”
“Y’all don’t even argue normal.”
I frowned. “What does that mean?”
“Most people argue and leave each other alone after. Y’all argue and keep finding each other again ten minutes later.”
“We work together.”
“Yeah, okay. I know you, girl.”
I sighed. “You say yeah, okay to everything.”
“Because you be lying to yourself.”
The elevator opened, and we headed downstairs.
Once we stepped outside, I immediately spotted Marcus waiting near the curb in his black Range Rover.
Laila noticed too.
“Ohhh,” she dragged out dramatically. “Look at your man.”
“That is not my man.”
“That’s definitely somebody man, might as well be yours.”
I laughed while Marcus stepped out.
“You exhausted?” he asked after kissing my lips.
“Yes.”
“I can see it in your face.”
Laila grinned. “Take her somewhere nice before she curse somebody out today.”
