Roxanne
My cheeks reddened as I glanced back at Orson. He gave me a slight smirk as he noticed me checking him out.
Was he serious about this? He sounded like it, but I needed to be cautious.
I was his assistant, after all, and while we shared a deep bond, I never thought there could be something more between us. Not that I hadn't hoped for it. More like I didn't actually think he would ask me out. We were from different social classes to begin with. As a handsome rich young man, he could date several other girls.
Could he have just been doing it to get over Rosemary? I didn't want to be his fallback girl.
With a sigh, I headed to my guest room. I needed to clear my head, to think. And the best way I knew how was to lose myself in a good book.
