Chapter 16

• “In your dreams,” I respond drily, trying my hardest to ignore him.
• “Always.” He throws me a quick wink with a mischievous smile. I remain impassive. He’s tiresome, and we already have a meeting at which we should be arriving. Needless to say, he no longer intimidates me, and his overly familiar behavior is a sign that we have grown somewhat closer in the past weeks. He’d stopped behaving quite so properly a while ago, and I had given up objecting because he was simply too exhausting.
• He’s watching me as I smooth a stray hair back into my French knot, aware that his eyes are on me. I raise mine in question, throwing him my haughty look. My silent, “What?”