“Okay, you can go first.” I shifted on the couch so that I was facing him.
“Sure.” Ian nodded. “Why don’t we talk about your career? Are you planning to stay at Thornton Advertising forever?”
“I honestly don’t know.” I shrugged. “I didn’t expect to get offered a job before I graduated from college. I’d like to stay at the company and keep moving up—provided that they keep giving me oppor
tunities.”
“I’ve heard good things about the firm.” Ian took a sip of my wine. “But I’ve also heard that they don’t pay as well as they should—that’s why they keep losing their best employees to their competitors.”
“I wouldn’t be there if they didn’t.” I shrugged again. “I owe them some degree of loyalty for giving me a chance.”
“Loyalty is important.” Ian nodded in agreement. “Just make sure they’re not ripping you off.”
“I guess I’ll know how much they appreciate the extra time I’m putting in when it’s time for my annual performance review.” I took a drink of my wine. “I guess I don’t have to ask anything about your career—you’ve already got the best office in the building.”
“Yeah, but there’s always an option to expand the company.” He nodded. “That might mean a bigger building in the city—or a satellite office somewhere.”
“That could be an interesting challenge.” I raised my eyebrows and smiled. “Maybe you could open an office somewhere warm—then it would be a vacation when you visited.”
“That’s not a bad idea.” Ian chuckled. “Okay, it’s your turn to ask me a question.”
“Hmm.” I drained the rest of the wine from my glass and reached for the bottle. “Want to do the honors?”
“Is that your question?” Ian took the bottle and picked up the commemorative corkscrew we got when we walked in.
“No.” I smiled. “I can ask you anything?”
“I’m an open book.” He shrugged. “Fire way—just know that I reserve the right to make you answer the question too.”
“That’s fine.” I nodded and narrowed my eyes. “How many women have you been with? I know about Abigail—but surely there have been others since her, even if they were just one-night stands…”
“Promise not to judge me?” Ian exhaled sharply.
“No, I’m not going to judge you.” I shook my head back and forth. “Your rich—you’re hot. I assume you can walk into a bar and snap your fingers if you want someone to go home with you…”
I might have been tempted, even if I was a virgin that wasn’t looking for a relationship…
“She’s the only one—period.” He raised his eyebrows and smirked. “I’m not a man-whore. I believe that sex should mean something…”
“What?” My head snapped back. “There hasn’t been anyone else? Not even before her?”
“Nope.” He confirmed what he said with a quick shake of his head.
“Wow…” I reached for my fresh glass of wine. “That’s crazy.”
“I told you I don’t go on many dates—I haven’t been hooking up with people left and right either.” He laughed.
“That’s pretty respectable.” I nodded. “No wonder you want to wait…”
It makes a lot more sense now.
“Your turn to answer that question. You’re a virgin, but—you can do a lot of stuff without losing your cherry.” He narrowed his eyes.
“Yeah, I’m such a slut.” I rolled my eyes. “I give them everything except the key to my chastity belt.”
“I see.” He shifted in his seat.
“I’m just messing with you. I mean, I went on dates in high school. I went on a few dates in college.” I shrugged. “I just never really felt a connection with any of the guys I dated. I know that was my fault because I was closed off. After I got my job, I focused on my career instead of worrying about the fact that I went home to an empty apartment.”