I laugh softly, leaning forward to tap his knee lightly. "Yes, our handsome Chairman worked really hard," I tease, my voice dripping with exaggerated sincerity. "It must have taken a lot of effort."
Vega chuckles, the sound deep and satisfying. He takes another sip of the soup, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Having worked that hard, shouldn't I get a reward?"
"Sure," I agree.
He sets his mug down, his expression shifting to one of intent desire. He leans in slowly, his eyes fixed on mine, clearly intending to claim his payment. Just as our lips are about to touch, I quickly twist my head and instead plant a swift kiss on his cheek.
I pull back instantly, laughing. "That's how much you get for the effort you put in," I explain, the victory making me feel momentarily lighthearted.
Vega doesn't look disappointed. Instead, his mouth curves into a beautiful, genuine smile, a smile so charming it instantly draws my attention, stripping away all my carefully built defenses.
