Leander was surprised to find himself smiling, but let the smile fade quickly. “I don’t do guys. I already negotiated that with your father.” Before she could say anything, he held up a finger. “But if you want me to hold down some college boy for you while you have your way with him, I might find that entertaining.”
Was he flirting? He hadn’t known he’d even remembered how to flirt.
“I’ll keep that in mind. Do you think you could do that?”
“Pretend to be an overprotective boyfriend? Depends. Are you going to pretend to enjoy it, or are you going to pretend to hate it and push me away all the time and sulk?” Continue reading