He walked into the office you and the other lawyers shared, putting down his empty coffee mug, he leaned against his desk, this way he could watch you all he wanted. His eyes not leaving you.

Which was one of the reasons why he chose this desk.

“I'll bet you twenty bucks that someone is going to ask if we're dating by the end of the night.”

You only answered by rolling your eyes, not even wanting to be associated with him. Oh, but he loved it, walking to your desk, “Whoever loses has to buy dinner tonight after the event.”

“Another example of why we're not beating the dating allegations,” You replied, looking up at him, clearly annoyed.

He chuckled, leaning against your desk with his hands. “Are you taking the bet or not?"