Chapter 43.

(Kim's Point Of View)

I locked my gaze on Arthur's lips as he talked, sitting across from me on the couch. I watched those lips move like a creep as he told me how to operate a corporation, but the words pierced one ear and flew out the other.

Those lips were mesmerizing.

"Are you listening, Kim?"

He abruptly hollered, jerking me from my stream of thoughts.

"What?" I pulled back, noticing a glare on his face.

He sighed and rolled his eyes. "I can't believe I was conversing to myself all this time," he sighed, but that was the least of my concerns as I stepped from the sofa and crossed over to him. He was giving me a quizzical look. "What?"

I debate my ideas by biting my bottom lips. "May I experiment?" I made a request.

"What?" he inquired.

My attention shifted to his lap, and I gradually climbed on top of them, straddling his hips on the couch and resting my hands on his shoulder. He returned my look with a blank face. Why couldn't he let his emotions go for a change? What was he thi