A forming pool

GRACE

“Are you and Mr. Powers dating?” I sent a pointed look at the figure that eased his way into the penthouse. “I have seen the tabloids.”

“Jeremy, I don’t know what you are talking about.” I chose to deny it because it would be weird for me to talk about my dating life with a man who never ceases to show signs that keeps saying; I am interested in you! “Just hurry, you are late. Ruby doesn’t like it when people waste her time.”

“I just wanted to know.” I glared at the complaining man as I pulled his arm and directed him towards Ruby. “Please, I want to know.” Jeremy tilted his head and a small pout grew on his lips.

When I stopped moving him, I asked, “Will you stop stylishly trying to hit on me if I answer you?”

“Uh... What are you talking about? I don’t hit on you.” I rolled my eyes and resumed pulling him. “Okay, okay!” After three nudges, he swiftly turned to face me. A little crease formed on his forehead and he said, “I will go and teach Ruby.”

“And?” I crossed my arms