Do you have a boyfriend?”
That was a little too personal, wasn’t it?
“I..” I was caught off guard.
“Is that a yes, or a no?” He raised an eyebrow in curiosity as he stared deeply into my eyes.
If I looked deep enough, I thought, maybe I could find what I was looking for.
“No,” I whispered.
He put a hand to his ear. “What was that? I didn’t quite hear you?” I had the feeling he had heard it loud and clear, but was messing with me.
“No,” I said with one quick look at him and then I lowered my eyes toward the table.
He smiled at my response. “Good,” he replied.
Was I flirting? Was he?
I looked back up to try to understand his answer. “And do you, Mr Kaden?”
“Do I what?” He was definitely playing with me now. “Do I have a boyfriend? No. I don’t.”
I laughed and couldn’t help but smile in the process.

Author: Jennifer Whitfield

Do you have a boyfriend?”<br />That was a little too personal, wasn’t it?<br />“I..” I was caught off guard.<br />“Is that a yes, or a no?” He raised an eyebrow in curiosity as he stared deeply into my eyes.<br />If I looked deep enough, I thought, maybe I could find what I was looking for.<br />“No,” I whispered.<br />He put a hand to his ear. “What was that? I didn’t quite hear you?” I had the feeling he had heard it loud and clear, but was messing with me.<br />“No,” I said with one quick look at him and then I lowered my eyes toward the table.<br />He smiled at my response. “Good,” he replied.<br />Was I flirting? Was he?<br />I looked back up to try to understand his answer. “And do you, Mr Kaden?”<br />“Do I what?” He was definitely playing with me now. “Do I have a boyfriend? No. I don’t.”<br />I laughed and couldn’t help but smile in the process. - Jennifer Whitfield


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