Page 46 of One Last Kiss


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“Thanks.” She gave him a sheepish smile. He loved her humility, even though he’d argued with her to own her smarts on more than one occasion.

“I’ll let everyone know the race is over, then I’ll head to the office.” He grabbed his tablet and bag and slung it over his shoulder.

“Now?” She stood and fidgeted with her own tablet. “I mean. We should at least soak in the win.”

She didn’t want him to go? Interesting.

While he would be the first to admit that a celebration was in order, he also knew she’d been hard at work on this for long enough. Once the adrenaline wore off she was going to be exhausted and grouchy. He could handle both, but he wasn’t sure she could handle both with him around.

“I don’t want to wait another second to input this fix in the system. Good job, Gia. Killed it.” Rubbing her biceps with his palm, he leaned down to kiss her on the cheek. When he pulled back she turned her head, her dark eyes seeking his with so much want he could feel it in his bones.

He thought for a second she might kiss him. Thought that her lingering gaze might lead to more. If that was the case, he’d have a hard time making himself leave, no matter what needed to be done at work.

“Okay.” She blinked, at that dash of errant lust dissipated. “You owe me dinner.”

“I do,” he agreed. One panty-dropper dinner, coming right up. Once upon a time he’d had his sights set on wooing her. How interesting to find himself back in that same boat now. “How’s Saturday? Six o’clock?”

She nodded. “What do you want me to do?”

“Enjoy the spoils that come with winning.” He headed for the door and she called out good-night. He glanced at his hand on the doorknob, all but forcing himself to leave the house and her behind tonight.

“Good night, G,” he said to himself once he was outside.

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