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your empire?” I smirked.
“Something like that.” He ran his hands through his hair, watching me. “So where are we having lunch?”
“You asked me on this lunch date. Shouldn’t you already have an idea?”
Oliver’s face softened before he spoke. “Lunch date? That’s what you think this is?”
“Yes, and don’t even try to deny it,” I countered, putting my hands on my hips. I’d worn a dark blue suit today in an attempt to stop Brian’s delusional advances toward me, but Oliver still gazed over my body, almost trying to unwrap me with his eyes.
“How long do you have for lunch?” he asked, clearing his throat as he showed me to his car. It was a black Audi.
“An hour. Where’s the limo?” I gasped.
“I do drive myself places, Jade,” he chuckled, opening the door for me.
“This is a nice car,” I purred, stroking the leather seats. “What model is it?”
“An Audi R8 Knight,” he muttered, starting the engine.
“Was it named after Knight Rider with David Hasselhoff?”
“No, Jade,” he snorted, shaking his head as he pulled out into traffic.
“What music are you listening to at the moment?” I questioned, reaching forward to check his playlist on the built-in stereo. The Killers came up first. “The Killers, huh?”
“They’re a talented band.” I nodded in agreement, pressing random play.
“Is this playlist about me?” I asked as Bad Romance by Lady Gaga began to play. How varied was Oliver’s taste?
“Mostly, yes. I kept finding songs that reminded me of you and the playlist grew.”
“Mm…what else is on here? You should have songs like Toxic and Tainted Love. ”
“You think I’ve hated you these last six months?”
“I would,” I admitted, looking out the window.
“I don’t hate you, Jade. I may have been disappointed, but I could never hate you. ”
“So, you created a Jade playlist instead. Oliver, that’s the kind of thing a teenage boy would do. You’re not thinking about giving me a mixed tape, are you?” I teased, trying to lighten the conversation.
“God, I’ve missed this,” he laughed, darting his eyes toward me.
“My random conversations?” I asked with a giggle.
“That, and having an escape from work.”
“Has it been that stressful today?”
“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you about the level of stress I have on my shoulders right now.”
“You can always talk to me, you know. Okay, I might not understand a word you’re saying, but if it helps relieve the stress, I’ll gladly pretend to be interested.”
“I wouldn’t even know where to start. Plus, some of the information I deal with could put you in danger. My line of work isn’t easy, Jade. Sometimes I feel as if I’m helping the devil himself.” His voice sounded strained, and I knew I should have pushed him for more information. My mission depended on it. In this instance, however, my heart was overruling my head. I was worried for the man I loved. The mission could wait.
“I want you to trust me again, Oliver. If that means helping you with your burdens, I’ll do it. I need you to understand what you mean to me.”
“You’re so confusing. One minute you’re telling me I let my feelings overrule everything and that’s what pushed you away. Now you’re telling me you want me to understand what I mean to you. You can’t keep giving me these mixed signals. How am I supposed to figure out where to go from here? I need to know—what do I mean to you, Jade?”
It was easier talking to him when he had to keep his eyes on the road. I wasn’t distracted by his reactions.
“I came back. Doesn’t that answer your question?”
“Always so cryptic,” he muttered more to himself than anything. “If this is meant to be helping my stress, it isn’t.”
“You mean a lot to me,” I whispered close to his ear. The car swerved a little, and I had to wonder if my closeness effecting him.
“I’ve always known that,” he exhaled,
“Something like that.” He ran his hands through his hair, watching me. “So where are we having lunch?”
“You asked me on this lunch date. Shouldn’t you already have an idea?”
Oliver’s face softened before he spoke. “Lunch date? That’s what you think this is?”
“Yes, and don’t even try to deny it,” I countered, putting my hands on my hips. I’d worn a dark blue suit today in an attempt to stop Brian’s delusional advances toward me, but Oliver still gazed over my body, almost trying to unwrap me with his eyes.
“How long do you have for lunch?” he asked, clearing his throat as he showed me to his car. It was a black Audi.
“An hour. Where’s the limo?” I gasped.
“I do drive myself places, Jade,” he chuckled, opening the door for me.
“This is a nice car,” I purred, stroking the leather seats. “What model is it?”
“An Audi R8 Knight,” he muttered, starting the engine.
“Was it named after Knight Rider with David Hasselhoff?”
“No, Jade,” he snorted, shaking his head as he pulled out into traffic.
“What music are you listening to at the moment?” I questioned, reaching forward to check his playlist on the built-in stereo. The Killers came up first. “The Killers, huh?”
“They’re a talented band.” I nodded in agreement, pressing random play.
“Is this playlist about me?” I asked as Bad Romance by Lady Gaga began to play. How varied was Oliver’s taste?
“Mostly, yes. I kept finding songs that reminded me of you and the playlist grew.”
“Mm…what else is on here? You should have songs like Toxic and Tainted Love. ”
“You think I’ve hated you these last six months?”
“I would,” I admitted, looking out the window.
“I don’t hate you, Jade. I may have been disappointed, but I could never hate you. ”
“So, you created a Jade playlist instead. Oliver, that’s the kind of thing a teenage boy would do. You’re not thinking about giving me a mixed tape, are you?” I teased, trying to lighten the conversation.
“God, I’ve missed this,” he laughed, darting his eyes toward me.
“My random conversations?” I asked with a giggle.
“That, and having an escape from work.”
“Has it been that stressful today?”
“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you about the level of stress I have on my shoulders right now.”
“You can always talk to me, you know. Okay, I might not understand a word you’re saying, but if it helps relieve the stress, I’ll gladly pretend to be interested.”
“I wouldn’t even know where to start. Plus, some of the information I deal with could put you in danger. My line of work isn’t easy, Jade. Sometimes I feel as if I’m helping the devil himself.” His voice sounded strained, and I knew I should have pushed him for more information. My mission depended on it. In this instance, however, my heart was overruling my head. I was worried for the man I loved. The mission could wait.
“I want you to trust me again, Oliver. If that means helping you with your burdens, I’ll do it. I need you to understand what you mean to me.”
“You’re so confusing. One minute you’re telling me I let my feelings overrule everything and that’s what pushed you away. Now you’re telling me you want me to understand what I mean to you. You can’t keep giving me these mixed signals. How am I supposed to figure out where to go from here? I need to know—what do I mean to you, Jade?”
It was easier talking to him when he had to keep his eyes on the road. I wasn’t distracted by his reactions.
“I came back. Doesn’t that answer your question?”
“Always so cryptic,” he muttered more to himself than anything. “If this is meant to be helping my stress, it isn’t.”
“You mean a lot to me,” I whispered close to his ear. The car swerved a little, and I had to wonder if my closeness effecting him.
“I’ve always known that,” he exhaled,
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