“I mean besides that?” I falter drily.

“Nothing, hence why they’re all temporary. None have your cute little face, perfect figure, or sexy little personality.” He throws me another flirty grin. I think eye-rolling has become my most used facial expression since meeting him and his cheesy lines.

“So, another deliberate move by smooth Mr. Carrero then?” Another premeditated gameplay? Maybe we’re not so different after all, both controlling our lives so fluidly.

“Pretty much.” The music tempo changes slightly but it’s still a slow song. He lifts my hand in his a bit higher, checks his watch, then puts his arm back to its previous position. He’s getting bored...