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She sighs. “You should stop paying me compliments, or I’m going to fall for you.”

I wrap her up in my arms and look over her head, out onto the view out the kitchen sink window. Pops’s house is on a hill overlooking the city.

“I want to go to work with you,” she says.

I look at her. She’s biting her lip, looking hopeful.

She chirps, “Put me to work. Maybe I’ve always wanted to be a barista?”

I laugh. “I send people to school for that. But if you want a job, it’s yours. I can use a floater. Can you work a register? Grind beans? Wash tables?”

“Um, yes?”

“Is that an answer or a question?”

“It’s a declaration. I want a job.”

I set down my coffee cup and circle my arms around her hips. “I like the sound of that. Then I can keep my eye on you.”

“I like you keeping an eye on me. It’ll be nice foreplay for later.”

Shit, there’s my cock, waking up again. If I didn’t think Pops would be awake any minute I might bend this girl over the table and take her right now. She looks so damn sexy in my day-old gym clothes. Mixing her scent with mine.

It’s enough to make me ache to have her every morning. To meld our lives together. Forget whatever bad shit happened to her yesterday, or the day before, and start over with a clean slate, together.

I kiss her on the forehead. “I really want to make out.”

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?Same,” she says.

“But we gotta get to work early.”

“Do we have a break time?”

“As the owner, I can take a break whenever I want. I mean, I did skip out on about nine hours yesterday.”

She laughs. “That’s inexcusable. You should fire you.”

I say, “I should.”

I really should wait until break time to kiss her properly. Sneak her into my office and lock the door for five minutes and taste her mouth.

But I can’t wait another second. I lean in and cover her lips with mine.

I hear a tiny gasp of surprise from her, followed by her hands on my ass like she owns it.

Her lips are warm and soft but teasing. I press deeper and she opens her mouth to me, welcoming my tongue. She tastes like exotic fruits and spices.

She seems to know what to do, the way her hands snake over my ass. Her tongue swiping over mine.

Shit. She kisses like a wife.

Chapter Thirteen

Jane

He pulls back. “Time for work.”

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