Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 924

Chapter 924 Perks of Dating the Boss 

Dolores followed his gaze and straightened up, leaning back just enough to keep a bit of distance. She’d spent a good while pickin out this lipstick shade-no way was she letting it get smudged now. 

“You really mean that?” she asked, voice tinged with a hint of guilt. 

Harvey adjusted himself in the driver’s seat and turned the key in the ignition. “Absolutely.” 

A soft smile touched Dolores’ lips. Sometimes it felt like Harvey could read every little thought that crossed her mind. 

“So, you’re really going to start giving your boss a hard time now?” 

She let out a light laugh. “Dating the boss is a whole different game. I plan to enjoy the… perks.” 

Harvey chuckled. “Perks like what?” 

“Things I’ve always wanted to do but never had the nerve to.” She pressed her lips together, imagination already running wild. 

“Such as?” 

Dolores turned to look at him seriously. “If I tell you, you can’t laugh.” 

“I won’t.” 

He really did want to know what was going on inside that head of hers. 

She lowered her voice to a mock-conspiratorial whisper. “I want to feel your abs during office hours… distract you in the middle of meetings… sit on your lap so you can’t get any work done. Would you just sit there and take it?” 

She glanced at him sideways, testing the waters. 

Truth be told, she had a whole list of ideas, but right now she felt like the big bad wolf who’d finally caught her Harvey. 

Harvey swallowed thickly. 

He hadn’t seen that coming. He’d imagined her going on shopping sprees with his credit card, or maybe asking him to whisk her away on spontaneous trips-even pictured her settling comfortably into a stay-at-home role someday 

But simply messing with him at work? That wasn’t on his bingo card. 

“Harvey?” She studied his face. “Are you mad?” 

He let out a low, quiet laugh. This wasn’t some sneaky plot-it was a straight-up gift. 

“Why would I be mad? I’m just worried you won’t actually go through with it.” He held back a grin as he watched her. Right now she looked like a mischievous little fox, all sly smiles and playful eyes. 

“Good,” she said, smiling to herself. 

Harvey pulled to a stop at a red light, glanced over, took her hand, and gently guided it under his shirt, pressing hier palm fiat against his abdomen. 

His breath hitched for a second a bolt of heat shot through him, swift and electric. 

Dolores stared at her hand, now hidden beneath the fabric. The firm, defined muscles under her palm radiated warmth that see right into her skin. 

She quickly pulled back and turned to look out the window, cradling that hand with the other. The heat lingered. 

“What’s the matter? It’s just us here. Nothing to be shy about.” Harvey’s voice had dropped, gone a little rough around the edge 

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