Backseat Negotiations

Declan

Her chin lifted slightly - there was that spark I loved to ignite. "I can handle anything you throw at me."

"Anything?" I raised an eyebrow, letting the word hang between us. The air in the car grew thick with tension.

"The project, Mr. Pierce. I meant the project."

"Of course you did." I pulled out my phone, pretending to check my emails while watching her from the corner of my eye. "You'l