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They were eating together while they talked. “I only have one full-time person. The rest are part-timers. I pay a firm to do my books. I’ve got a person who does day-to-day things, deposits, pays bills, does the payroll, but the firm does the other stuff.”

“That’s smart. I can see where you wouldn’t need someone full time,” she said.

“It’s easier this way. My mother helps out a lot. She did stuff early on, but with me looking to expand, I’ll sit down with her and she’ll help me run the numbers to make sure they are where I want them. Or I didn’t miss anything.”

“I could always help you with that too. If you wanted me to. Or at least set up spreadsheets for you to put numbers in if you didn’t want me to see. That’s fine. I get it’s a personal thing.”

“I’ll let you know,” he said. It was too soon in his mind to be sharing any information like that.

They finished their dinner shortly after, and he helped her clean up. “Did you shower at the gym?” she asked. “You smell good. And you’ve got the same clothes on that you wore to breakfast but not when I was working out there.”

“I always have a few changes of clothing at the gym. And yes, I showered. Didn’t need to stink when I knew I’d be standing close to you.”

She turned and he was right in her personal space. “I’m sure you are used to that scent in the gym.”

“Yes and no,” he said. “It’s never pleasant though.”

“No,” she said, tilting her head. “It’s not.”

“I feel like there is something on your mind,” he said. “What is it?”

“We didn’t address your sister,” she said. “What we were going to tell Raina, if anything? Or when.”

“We didn’t,” he said. “What is there to tell her other than we’ve talked at the gym and had two meals together?”

“True,” she said. “It’s not like we’ve even kissed.”

He put his hands on her waist and picked her up and sat her on the counter. “Maybe we need to fix that.”

“Maybe,” she said.

His mouth lowered to hers, her arms went around his neck and her legs spread wide for him to step between them and get close.

There was no going slow with this kiss. His body wasn’t going to let him.

He wanted to taste her and she was opening her mouth and letting him in.

Their tongues were dancing aggressively with each other, her legs coming up and going around his hips. He wasn’t going to take that as an invitation even though he wanted to.

It was more like she just wanted to get closer to him, but when she started to moan and almost grind against him, he knew he was in trouble.

His hands went to her bare thighs exposed by her shorts and slid up a little. There was plenty of room so he inched up as much as he could.

Her legs went down on the counter but were still spread wide allowing him to get close to her heat.

Her kiss was going deeper and she was almost edging him higher.

One finger slid under the elastic of her panties and he felt the wetness and knew he let out a moan of his own.

Her hands went into his hair and held his head in place and it felt like the best make out session he’d had since he was a teen.

Fuck this. He wasn’t getting anywhere with the position they were in and moved his hand to undo her shorts. She’d stop him if she wanted to, but she didn’t.

Instead she shifted so he could slip his hand in, cupping her heat, moving down more and slipping his finger inside of her.

Her head went back and he started to pump in and out of her, rubbing as much as he could.

Her eyes were shut, her mouth was open and he watched her face as he brought her to the point of sending her over.

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