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“I got a job.”
His smile fell. “A full-time job?”
“No,” she rushed out to say. “I haven’t even applied to anything yet because nothing is catching my eye and I kind of like what I’m doing. I mean a wedding cake job.”
“Oh,” he said. “That’s wonderful. When is it?”
“In three weeks. It’s on a Saturday. Just a small wedding, but I have to deliver it at one so I’ll need to come in late that day if I’m scheduled.”
“Text me the date and I’ll make sure you get it off. You don’t have to work every Saturday. You haven’t said if you need time off and didn’t seem to mind working the weekends.”
“I don’t mind,” she said. “It’s better tips and busier and I like staying busy. It’s not like I’ve got all that much going on in my life anyway.”
“Okay,” he said.
She started to almost dance in place. “Guess how they found out about me?”
“How?” he asked.
She shouldn’t have been moving in place like she was because the next thing she knew she was tripping over her own feet and stumbling and he was catching her.
Their faces were close because he’d reached and bent over, his hands on her arms. Their eyes were locked and her ears were ringing.
“Sorry,” she said softly.
“Tell me no,” he said.
He wasn’t letting go of her and their eyes weren’t moving from each other’s gaze. “What?”
“Tell me no if you want me to let go.”
“I don’t want to tell you no.”
His mouth moved close to hers. “Tell me no to stop moving,” he said this time.
Her lips stay sealed and the next thing she knew he was kissing her.
Her arms tried to move up and over his shoulders, but they couldn’t with his grip still on her. He loosened it though with their kiss and she reached up and put them behind his neck.
The next thing she knew her body was plastered to his and it felt more wonderful than any other kiss she’d had in her life.
His tongue came out and nudged her mouth open and they were almost dancing around his foyer, but this time she knew she wasn’t going to trip. And if she did, he’d have her.
She’d never felt like anyone would have her in her life before.
When he finally lifted his head, she felt nothing but disappointment that the kiss ended.
“Do I need to apologize?” he asked her.
“Only if you tell me you regret that or won’t do it again.”
His mouth moved down to cover hers again. “Is that answer enough?”
“Yes,” she said.
“Come to the kitchen. I’m sure you are going to want to talk about this along with work, right?”
She sighed. “We should, right? You’re my boss.”
