Derek's brown eyes sparkled with his typical captivating tenderness.

Though clearly pleased with my explanation, he deliberately dragged it out. "So you're worried about me? And here I thought someone still had feelings for Brandon..."

"Feelings," I scoffed.

Sometimes I wondered where did Derek get all his ideas.

I poked him in the ribs, "You shouldn't run a serious company, you should run a gossip newspaper instead. You’d be excellent at it, with your ...