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I blinked a few times and pulled up Photoshop. I was working on a Facebook banner for a client for her upcoming release.
Lacey went back to her computer and we got down to business for a few minutes, with the only sounds being the clicking of laptop keys.
It was awkward. For me, at least. I couldn’t focus on what I was doing. I was too busy watching her. This was a ridiculous idea. There was no way I could concentrate on pixels when she was sitting so near me, her light brown brows furrowed in concentration. She rested her chin on one hand and I admired the graceful arch of her spine. Everything she did was so careful. So elegant. I felt like a total klutz in comparison. Bumbling and awkward.
“You’re staring at me,” she said, and I almost died right there.
“Sorry,” I said. She swiveled in her chair and stared right back.
“It’s okay,” she said.
“Is it?” I asked, licking my lips. They were extremely dry for some reason.
“Yeah. You can look at me all you want.”
“Do you want me to look at you?” I needed some clarity, but I was terrified of getting it. So far, things seemed to be going in a good direction. But I’d been wrong before. Many times. I had a habit of misreading situations and getting myself into trouble.
Lacey started laughing.
“I feel like I’m too old to be coy. I like you. And I am getting the feeling that you like me?” she asked. I nodded.
“You’re into me?” I asked, my voice squeaking. I was really failing at this. She was probably going to second-guess everything now that I’d started talking.
“Yeah, little bit. Is that okay?” Was she serious?
“You’re asking me if it’s okay that a ridiculously sexy woman is somehow into me? Uh, yeah. It’s pretty much okay.” I laughed a little hysterically. I really was blowing it.
“Ridiculously sexy? Oh, I like that,” she said, getting up from her chair and coming toward me.
“You are. Ridiculously sexy.” She leaned down and took my laptop off my knees and set it on the floor.
“Well, I thinkyou’reridiculously sexy,” she said, leaning forward and then pausing with her face a breath away from mine. “Do you think I could kiss you?” My answer was to push forward and meet her lips with mine.
Oh. Wow. It was a sweet kiss. A brief kiss. But it was perfect. Her mouth curved into a smile.
“I’ve been wanting to do that since the moment I met you,” she said. We were so close I could count her eyelashes.
“Really?” I asked, breathless. I’d forgotten that I needed to keep breathing. The kiss had knocked me completely off my axis. Just one little kiss.
“Yeah. But I wasn’t sure if you were into me, or available or . . . anyway.” I almost burst out laughing because this was somehow happening.
“I am. Into you and available.” She licked her bottom lip.
“Good.” She leaned in for another kiss. My fingers curled against the back of her neck and pulled her closer. We were at an awkward angle, but it didn’t matter. Lacey was a damn good kisser.
Damn good.
Something brushed against my leg and I jumped, but it was just Murder. I laughed and Lacey picked him up.
“Little brat. You always get mad when the attention is not on you.” She nuzzled him and he purred like a tank. Way to clam-jam, Murder.
Lacey growled at Murder and set him down.
“Sorry about that,” she said, her cheeks just a little pink.
“It’s okay,” I said, wondering when we’d be going back to kissing. Or something more. There was a bed in here and a lock on the door.
“There’s just one little thing I think we should talk about before we go further,” she said. Dammit. Of course there was a catch. There was always a catch.
