She reached out to fiddle with my tie, her fingers "accidentally" grazing my neck.

It made my skin crawl.

"Don't forget, you're back here because Amy helped you."

"Her? As if," she sneered, jutting out her chin. "It's because you remembered me that I'm back by your side."

She started leaning in.

I quickly jabbed a finger at her shoulder to keep her at bay. "Listen up and listen good. Keep your trap shut."

"And stay the hell away from Amy."

She looked totally confused. "No way. Mr. Black, don't tell me you've fallen for that airhead?"

I gave her an ice-cold glare. "How's that any of your business?"

"Either shape up or ship out."

"If you get fired again, it won't just be one company showing you the door. You might find yourself blacklisted from the whole industry."

Amy's worried about the photos.

What's she worried about? Is she not ready for our relationship to go public? Why's she talking about quitting?

I know she's always been iffy about that BMW Mini, supposedly a mistress car. Back then, I just wanted something easy for her to drive, didn't think much of it.

I was gonna tell her about the new car when I picked her up from the airport, but that night, who had time for small talk? Time flies when you're having fun, if you know what I mean.

Well, Jessica just handed me a golden opportunity to go public.

Besides, no way am I letting my woman get the short end of the stick.

Going public means I won't have to worry about her sneaking away like a cat one day.

I love seeing her in her element, letting her design skills run wild. Sky's the limit, and I've got her back.

Amy, I'm crazy about you!