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What am I supposed to do now? Do I invite him in? Strip him down to his underwear? Is this where I get to fulfill all of my most recent fantasies?
“You’re blushing, Champ,” he points out.
Dammit.
I skim a hand over my left cheek. “I walked from the subway. I guess I got a bit overheated.”
His left brow cocks. “You weren’t blushing in the elevator.”
Of course he’d notice that.
I laugh it off. “It’s warm on our floor, isn’t it? Maybe we need to call maintenance.”
“Maybe you’re thinking about kissing me again.”
I drop my gaze to the floor. “Maybe I’m not.”
His fingers find my chin to lure it up until our eyes lock. “I’m thinking about kissing you again.”
My gaze trails over every inch of his handsome face before I stop to stare at his lips. “You are?”
“I’ve been thinking about it all day.”
I take a half-step back, hoping I’ll find my common sense there because every cell in my body is screaming at me to invite him into my apartment.
A smile coasts over his lips. “I had an ulterior motive for wanting to walk you home tonight.”
Hope flutters in the base of my belly. Is he about to tell me he wants to come into my apartment?
“What motive?” I ask quietly.
“I want to officially ask you out for our first date.” He tucks the book under his arm. “Dinner, maybe some dancing, or bowling if you’d prefer.”
I laugh. “Bowling?”
“Options are always a good thing.” He lifts his chin. “Are you free tomorrow night?”
This is really happening. My boss is asking me out.
I nod. “I’m free.”
“Do I need to dig my bowling shoes out of my storage locker, or will dinner at Nova suffice?”
Nova is one of the most popular restaurants in the city.
I glance down. “The shoes you’re wearing will do just fine.”
“Nova it is.” He tugs the book out from under his arm. “It seems to me that you’re pretty interested in this. Why don’t you give it a read?”
I take the offered book. “Thank you. I’ll return it as soon as I’m done.”
“No rush.” He smiles. “I don’t charge late fees.”
A soft noise coming from behind Mrs. Sweeney’s door sends our gazes in that direction.
“Let’s save our next kiss for after our first date,” Sean whispers. “I wouldn’t want Mrs. Sweeney to get jealous.”
A soft chuckle escapes me. “Do you two have something going on?”
