Chloe Marshall met his gaze. "A man like you, Boss Ellsworth... I don't think there's a woman alive who wouldn't like you."
"There are. Even a man like me, there are still women who don't like me."
"That's because she's too busy looking down her nose at everyone. She thinks something far off in the distance is better, not realizing the best thing is right in front of her. She just can't see it."
Ethan Ellsworth reached out and rested his hand on her long hair, his voice a little hoarse. "Well said."
Feeling the warmth of his fingertips brushing against her hair, Chloe Marshall felt her throat tighten. She leaned her head against his chest and wrapped an arm around his waist. "Boss Ellsworth, before I became your assistant, did you ever have to deal with crazy fans?"
He chuckled. "Too many to count."
