I suddenly realized what I wanted to say might dampen the mood. We had just been swept up in a whirlwind of passion, and it would be a real buzzkill.

I changed the subject. "The benefits at your company seem amazing. I'd consider working for you guys if I didn't have my own business."

He looked at me calmly and asked, "Why is that?"

"Seeing how carefree your assistants are, it's clear your company values its employees." My reason sounded forced.

He listened to my words with a faint smile on his lips. Atlas ate elegantly as I rushed through my food. It might be because I hadn't had a decent meal in days.

I didn't need to act all prim and proper in front of him.

After we finished, I insisted on heading back. He reluctantly got up. "I'll walk you out!"

In the car, he seemed lost in thought. I gazed out the open window, the cool breeze waking me up.

What had just happened felt like a dream. There were no regrets, but a hint of awkwardness lingered.

I started to understand Matthe