Destiny pulls back with a confused look on her face.
“I’m not used to having to work with people. Back home, I tell my assistant what I want, and she works with everyone to get it done. I’m not used to people offering opinions. It’s always my way or the highway. I ask and I receive.”
“So, you’re spoiled. That’s what you’re saying.”
I laugh. “I guess I am.”
She shrugs. “That’s okay. I’m a little spoiled too. When it comes to planning parties, everyone here knows me, and they know what I do. They trust me completely to create the party of their dreams. I guess you can say that I’m not used to being challenged either.”
“Look at that… something in common,” I say with a small grin.
Her cheeks turn pink, and she turns her head away.
I put my mouth by her ear and whisper, “So, how about that date?”
Destiny leans in close, putting her mouth next to my ear. Her breath blows across my skin and my eyes flutter closed. “I don’t date my boss,” she whispers.
“I won’t be your boss for very long.”
She nods. “That’s true, but then you’ll be flying back to New York and I probably won’t ever see you again. So, what’s the point?”
I shrug. “I don’t know about that. This place is kind of growing on me.”
Her brows raise. “Really?”
I nod. “I like small-town life here in Loveville. I like that everyone knows everyone and that anyone will do anything they can to help out their neighbor. In New York, you risk getting mugged every time you walk down the street. I like the slower pace and the fact that there is nothing to do. It forces you to relax and enjoy time with the ones you care about, instead putting it all off for another day.”
Destiny smiles. “Wow, I didn’t expect to hear that. You really think you can live a life with no fancy restaurants, no valet everywhere you go, no tailors for your bespoke suits?”
I laugh. “That’s the least of my worries. Let’s get another drink.” I lead her back to our seats at the bar and we order another round. She crosses her legs and I let my eyes move up them slowly, all the way from the tips of her toes to the end of her short dress. I can’t stop picturing them wrapped around my hips.
“Are you single?”
She’s wearing a tight smile. “I am.”
“Then what’s the problem? Let me take you out.”
She sits up and turns her upper body to face me. “I’m worried that we’re too different. I mean, you’re New York and I’m Loveville. You wear suits that cost as much as my car. I’m beer and you’re fine scotch. That doesn’t exactly scream compatible to me.”
“Opposites attract.”
She rolls her eyes. “That’s just something people say when they need an excuse to do something they know they’ll regret. I’ve done opposites. It doesn’t work well. Someone is always left behind.”
“And I thought I was a know-it-all. Look at you go.”
Destiny smiles and shrugs her shoulder before taking a drink. “I don’t like setting myself up for failure.”
“I do not fail,” I tell her, leaning in.
Her green eyes lock on mine and I watch as she pulls her plump bottom lip into her mouth, biting down on it. “So I’ve heard.”
“I also know exactly what I want. And I’ve wanted you since the day we met.”
She gives me a flirty smile. “Are you saying that you won’t stop until you get what you want?”
“That’s exactly what I’m saying.”
“Challenge accepted,” she says around her full-blown smile. “I gotta go. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
