He pushed Claire back, rolling over until he was on top of her. "What do you think?" His voice was low and rough, his eyes fixed on hers.
Claire felt like she couldn't move, trapped under Dane's gaze. Suddenly, she slipped her arms around his neck. “Dane, I'm still young. I need to wait two more years before I can even think about dating."
Her eyes were dangerously captivating.
Dane's throat tightened. His gaze grew darker as he gently pried her hands away. "Don't joke like that."
"You wouldn't dare," Claire teased, sitting up. She leaned back, grinning as she picked up her milk tea and took a sip.
Dane watched her. "That's my drink."
Claire froze, embarrassed, the milk tea stuck in her mouth. She couldn't decide whether to swallow or spit it out. She peeked at Dane. “Then... want to swap?"
Dane gave her a long, meaningful look. "Didn't you just say you had to wait two years?"
"Doesn't mean I can't make an early reservation."
Claire yawned, her eyes going a little red at the corners. Dane caught himself wanting to remind her not to stay out too late.
“Do you even realize what you're saying?" Dane wasn't buying the whole love-at- first-sight act. He was pretty sure she just liked messing with him.
"Dane, you really don't know how good-looking you are?"
Claire's smile was bright and fearless. She didn't seem fazed by him at all.
Of course Dane knew with his family and looks, he never lacked attention. Women were always trying to get close to him. But none of them interested him. The girl in front of him, though, was something else entirely.
"Don't go provoking me. You can't handle what comes next." Dane gave her one last warning.
Then he actually picked up her milk tea and took a sip, letting the cool sweetness chase away some of the heat inside him.
Claire just shot his warning right back at him. "Same to you. You have no idea what you're getting into with me."
With the last word, Claire went to open the door to the private room.
Green Hair and Barnard tumbled inside, nearly falling over each other.
"Claire—” Green Hair started, catching sight of her legs and her playful, half-smiling eyes.
"What are you two doing? Was the hallway that interesting?"
"N-no, we were just passing by," Green Hair stammered, looking nervous. Even though Claire had done anything
never actually this authority.
them, she
Even the boss listened to her so
they were both a little scared of her.
Claire looked at them with a sweet smile. "Heard anything from inside just now?"
Green Hair quickly grabbed Barnard's arm, shaking his head like crazy.
Barnard was still peeking around, trying to see more. "Claire, you guys finished already?"
Claire shot him a sharp look. “Do you even hear yourself?"
"What do you mean, 'finished already'?"
Barnard slapped a hand over his mouth. "Sorry, Claire, that came out wrong."
Claire didn't bother wasting more words. "I'm heading out. Don't talk about what happened today." She was really just warning them not to let any of those guys catch on to what had happened, but Green Hair and Barnard just assumed she meant not to tell the boss.
"We get it. Not a word," Green Hair promised, zipping his lips shut with his fingers.
Claire ignored them and walked out, Dane following right behind her.
Barnard watched Dane with open envy.
Green Hair nudged him. "Why are you looking at him like that?"
Barnard couldn't hide his grin. “He actually won over the girl our
couldn't even get close nonet