Clara
"I want to take you somewhere."
I looked up from the documents in front of me. Ethan was leaning against the doorframe of my office, his hands resting in his pockets.
And that little smile that appeared more and more often on his face was there again.
"Right now?" I asked.
"Tonight."
I narrowed my eyes.
"Is this a business meeting?"
He chuckled softly.
"No."
"A dinner with your clients?"
"No, either."
"Then what is it?"
Ethan's smile widened.
"A date."
My heart skipped a beat, literally jumped. And I hated that he noticed, because he did.
Of course he noticed.
"A date?" I repeated.
"Yes."
"You and me?"
"I don't see anyone else here."
I rolled my eyes, and he laughed.
"Come on, Clara."
"What if I say no?"
"Then I'll insist until you say yes."
"That sounds lik
