บท 150: Chapter 150: Diha

Diha felt as though she were dodging and weaving. While he claimed he was going to be professional, she'd seen that look from him before. Last night. Right before he did the most wonderful things to her.

She swallowed.

He'd asked her a question.

Dinner.

Right.

She knew where he was going and that was a bad idea.

"I don't know," she said slowly. "Probably working and eating."

"Think you could take a short break? There's a little place not far from the building. It's busy at lunch, but not at dinner."

She opened and closed her mouth.

He was serious. No part of her doubted that.

She should say no. That was the safe thing. The thing that would preserve her from heartbreak when he stopped being interested in her. And yet, part of her wanted to feel special to a man like him. Even if just for a day.

"I can maybe make that happen," she said.

"Perfect."