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She had no defenses against him. “Because I’m scared I’ll fall in love with you.”
The arm around her tightened as the slow, deliberate kisses worked their seduction on her senses.
“Would that be so bad?” he breathed against her mouth.
At that moment, she couldn’t think of anything better, but she gave him the truth. “I’d have to give up everything to be with you.”
“And you’re worried I won’t be worth it.” There was no ego in his voice, only understanding.
How could it be that this man would be the one who understood her so well? It was the universe’s joke against her. If only she could take him with her when she left. But that wasn’t realistic. His life was in Invertary, with his kids.
“Don’t overthink it,” he said as he continued his sweet seduction. “The future will take care of itself. Live in the now, Agnes, love. With me.”
“Yes,” she whispered as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. He tasted of promises whispered in the dark, just out of reach. So close, she could almost touch them.
At last, breathless and with the windows fogged, they reluctantly broke apart. Logan pressed kisses to her forehead. “So, we’re agreed,” he said. “We’re definitely having sex again.”
“Oh, yeah,” she said on a sigh.
With one last, gentle kiss, he moved away from her. “Better get out of the car—your meeting is in five minutes. I’ll help you take the sweatshirts inside.”
She blinked at him several times before her brain cleared enough for his words to register. And then she scowled. “Five minutes? I had things to do before the meeting. Stop. Being. Irresistible. It’s screwing with my brain.” And her life.
He chuckled, and Agnes grunted with annoyance as she climbed out of the car.
Bloody man was driving her insane.
“I’m sorry about yesterday,” Agnes said to Dougal as she rushed into the restaurant section of the pub. It was closed for a couple of hours while the chef prepared for evening service, leaving it available for a staff meeting. “About rushing off early like that.”
Dougal waved a dismissive hand. “No need for apologies. Bernadette explained everything.”
Agnes’ eyes shot to her receptionist. “She did?”
Bernadette’s expression was carefully blank. “Everyone gets headaches, and migraines are the worst.”
“Yes. Yes, they are.” As Dougal said something to Logan, Agnes mouthed, “Thank you,” to Bernadette, who blushed and smiled shyly back.
It was the first time she’d had a friendly interaction with the young woman, making Agnes realize she hadn’t had many friendly interactions with any of her staff. Logan was right, she honestly didn’t know how to make friends.
She cleared her throat as she looked around at everyone. “I just wanted to say to all of you that you’re doing a great job, and I appreciate how much extra work you’ve put into this market weekend. I’m sure Dougal appreciates it too.”
“Very much,” Dougal boomed, giving her a strange look as the rest of the staff smiled at her.
Agnes pulled out a chair at the huge table they’d made by shoving lots of smaller tables together. She looked around in surprise when Logan sat beside her.
“What are you doing?” she whispered.
“Dougal asked me to stay. He wants us to update everyone on the thefts.”
Great, something else she’d completely forgotten. One night away from the hotel and things were already slipping.
“You forgot, didn’t you?” he whispered.
“This is all your fault.”
“Aye, because I’m too sexy and irresistible, and it makes it hard for you to concentrate on anything else.” He grinned smugly.
“I’ll deal with you later,” she threatened.
