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"If you change your mind, we'll be down here for a few more hours."
"Okay."
They both waved me off, and I headed upstairs.
I loved coming into the office when it was empty. I wasn't an early bird, but I often stayed after everyone left, especially if I had numbers to crunch.
Gran and Kimberly's words kept spinning in my mind. Why were they giving me ideas?
I started by looking over the projections for this quarter and moved to checking the bookings for the rest of the year when my phone pinged.
Dom: I tried to make myself a Negroni, but I forgot the steps. Do you have anything going on?
All of a sudden, I found myself grinning from ear to ear, and my heart sped up. What did it say about me that my pulse was erratic just because he wanted to talk to me?
I replied right away.
Reese: No.
He called me in a fraction of a second. In my haste to answer the phone, I nearly dropped it on the floor.
Oh, if Kimberly and Gran could see me now.
"Hey," I said. My voice was a bit shaky.
"Am I interrupting anything?"
"Yes, but it's a welcome interruption because I've been glued to my chair for hours."
"Doing what?"
"I'm checking the financial projections for this quarter."
"On a Sunday?" he asked incredulously.
"Oh, stop being so judgmental."
"I'm just surprised. You didn't seem the type who works on weekends."
"I'm not, but I spent Friday thinking about the questions we should discuss prior to the event, and I didn't get my work done."
"I see. So... the steps for the cocktail?"
I seriously doubted that he didn't remember them or couldn't at least google them. For some reason, that made me intensely nervous, and I stumbled over my words as I gave him the recipe.
"Mmm. This tastes good," he said a few minutes later. Hearing his groans sent a tendril of heat through my body, and my nipples perked up. "But it's missing something."
"They put some lime in it as well," I said, just remembering that moment. “It's not actually part of the recipe that I know of, but it fit.”
"I don't have any limes. And you have a good taste for cocktails."
“I like to play around at the hotel’s bar from time to time. Actually, you know what? I'm almost done with work. I can do the rest tomorrow. I'm going upstairs to have a drink too.”
"Or you can join me."
I swallowed hard. "Oh?" I asked noncommittally, playing with a strand of my hair.
"Yesterday, we spent a lot of time together, but at the same time, it felt like we didn't spend enough," he said, completely taking my breath away.
