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Enzo
Annie walks back into the room, her cheeks still flushed. When she was going off on me, all I thought about was kissing her. I need to get her out of my system because she’s right. Those reasons were legit way back when. But they don’t feel so valid anymore. I get the feeling that Annie is becoming a game-changer, and I don’t like it.
I gave her a Super Like on Tinder. The one and only time I’ve ever used the app. The only reason I even know what a Super Like is, is because of my pervy brother Carm.
“This was a complete waste of time,” she says and takes her seat.
“I know, my notes are minimal.”
I guess we’re ignoring her outburst. Works for me.
“We need hands-on experience. Should I ask my sister? We could watch her with Cecilia all day or something.”
That sounds like as much fun as spending the day at Chuck E. Cheese.
“Why don’t we make up a list of questions? We can ask parents about their nighttime routines. Make up a questionnaire and have them answer.” Her face contorts, and it’s clear she thinks that’s the worst idea ever. “Or not.”
“Sorry. I don’t even know how it was with my family. Did my parents have a routine? I have no idea.”
“I could ask Ma.” It’s out of my mouth before I can snatch it back. If I ask my mom, it will open up Pandora’s box. She’ll be missing when we were babies, thinking of how she’s never going to have her own grandbabies.
“Okay, but I really think watching Beth and Sam might be our best bet.”
“Perfect. Let’s go with that.” Thank goodness. I’d rather spend my night with a newborn than asking my mom about babies.
“I’m going over there tonight, so I’ll find out a day that’s good for her.”
“Sounds good.”
We both stand, and I open the door for her. She’s in a pantsuit today, which disappointed me this morning, since I love her legs. Even though I shouldn’t. I have to keep reminding myself of that.
After we thank the focus group for coming, we head down the elevator to the lobby of the building.
“Are you taking the products to your sister’s place?” I ask.
We step out onto the street, and for the first time in weeks, sunlight shines down on us.
“Oh my God. Feel that on your face. I thought the clouds and rain were going to last forever.” She tips her head up to the sky, granting me time to admire her long neck.
If she was mine, my first line of business would be licking up her soft skin until I captured her lips with mine.
“This makes the day so much better.” She inhales a deep breath, and her smile says she doesn’t smell the garbage set out at the curb, but something else. “The flowers, the grass. It’s like everything is coming to life again.”
I glance at my watch. It’s three o’clock. We can get back to the office and get a few more hours of work in before the day is over. Her head falls down, and she digs out a pair of sunglasses from her bag and positions them on her face.
“Should we head back?” I ask.
She nods, but it’s clear she’s reluctant.
I flag down a taxi and open the door for her, but she doesn’t step forward. I can’t read her eyes because of her sunglasses, but I think she’s staring at Central Park across from us.
Pushing her sunglasses up on her head, she steps forward but places her hand on my forearm. “Do you mind if I meet you back at the office?”
I crease my forehead. “Sure.”
“Thanks. I won’t be long.”
