“Of course.” Enthused at the prospect, she sat up and flicked her hair behind her ears. “I’ll give you a copy of my CV, and then we can set up an interview.”
He pulled back a little to gaze at her. “Sweetheart, you don’t need to interview for the job.”
“Yes, I do. I want this fair and square.” Smiling, she lifted her chin. “Besides, I have an impressive résumé.”
Owen grinned back at her. “That’s fortunate, because it’ll be a demanding job.”
“I’m used to working hard.” She trailed her hand over his chest, her palm coming to rest over his beating heart. “But in return I expect a good remuneration package.”
He splayed his hand across her thighs, triggering a rush of heat in her that coalesced between her legs. “Wellthe job does come with some interesting fringe benefits.”
She fluttered her eyelashes at him. “Go on.”
“You get to share my bed on a permanent basis.”
She laughed, suffused with love and growing hunger for him. If Owen didn’t carry her off to his bedroom soon, she’d have to do it herself. “Hmm, that sounds tempting.”
Chuckling, he drew her closer, his mouth oh so irresistibly near. “Let me give you a demonstration, princess.”