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“Not when you look at me and say ‘My bad’ after spilling four hundred dollars worth of coffee beans.”
I pressed my lips together. “Guess I should have fired Lucky awhile ago.”
“That’s a true statement if I’ve ever heard one.” She tried to twist away.
I held her still. “What’s up?”
“Nothing, just feel gross.” She looked down at her hands. “Pretty sure I’m going to be scrubbing coffee out of my nails for days.”
“Thinking that’s not all.”
She narrowed her eyes. “Did I mention the triple digits loss?”
“Come on, spill it.” She crossed her arms in between us. Damn, she was stubborn. “You can vent to me.”
“I’m freaking out, all right? It’s middle of September and I’m so behind on everything.”
“No, you’re not. We’re right on time based on the schedule we put together last year.?
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“Yeah, well, I just lost my freaking chef. Do you know how many I interviewed for that freaking spot?” Her dark blue eyes flashed. “Six months I spent on interviews. And I have to find one in less than six weeks? How?”
I rubbed her arms. “Did you have any backups? You always have backups.”
“Yes. Of course I did, but they already took jobs. I’m so freaking screwed.”
I knew it couldn’t just be the coffee. That was shitty, but when it came to restaurants, random accidents or crappy shipments happened with the product all the time. I’d been renovating enough of them to know.
I kissed her forehead. Looked like my afternoon bang was probably going to be put on hold. “I can put some feelers out for people looking for a job. I kinda know…everyone from doing the renos I do.”
“Yeah. Thanks.” She unwound her tight arms and played with the tails of the plaid shirt I’d pulled on. “What are you doing over here anyway?”
“Came to bug you.”
“Yeah?” She hooked her fingers into one of my belt loops. “Or came to try and get laid?”
I shrugged. “The two are not mutually exclusive.”
She snorted.
“It’s been a shitty morning for me too.” I widened my stance so we lined up a little more. I loved how tall she was. I didn’t have to crick my neck to get a taste of her.
That and I never knew when she was going to climb me like a cat. It had happened a time or two already, but I hadn’t gotten more than a taste of her in days.
I was already addicted. And I was was in fucking withdrawal.
Her fingers slipped under my T-shirt to scratch through the hair along my belly. “Is that so?”
“What?”
She grinned up at me. “Shitty day.”
“Right. Sorry, distracted.”
She swayed against me. “So I feel.”
“You drive me crazy some days.”
