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“We should,” he said. “But first tell me what you were going to say before you tripped.”
“I’m so sorry. I didn’t do that on purpose or anything.”
“I didn’t think you did,” he said.
“I don’t want anyone to know that we just kissed. I mean it’s not anything more.”
“You only wanted a kiss?” he asked her. He was smiling when he’d said it. They were moving to his kitchen again. This time she got to see more of his house entering this way than coming in through the garage last time.
“Well, no,” she said. “I did give the impression that I wanted more.”
“The question is, what are you looking for?”
She hated these conversations. “I don’t know. It’s one kiss. I guess, the only thing to say is that I’m not the type to just sleep with someone. I hope you don’t think that.”
He reached his hand out over the island. She’d taken a seat like she had last time she was here. He was standing there like he was going to cook. “I never thought that. I’d like to get to know you more. Wherever it leads it does. But know I don’t have a lot of free time.”
“I know,” she said. “I work for you. I don’t see you much.”
He grinned. “You do and you know that. We can try to figure out times. You go in early, I tend to go in late.”
“I don’t work every day,” she said.
“Nope, you don’t. Like today, I’m going in and you’re off. Tomorrow, I’m off.”
“And I’m working but get out at four,” she said.
“Then maybe we can plan on dinner tomorrow,” he said.
“I’d like that.” This was easier than she thought it might be.
“Good. Now that that is out of the way.”
“I don’t want anyone to know at Southside,” she said. “Or any of your employees. At least right away.”
“That’s fine,” he said. “I’m not in the habit of going in and kissing people during working hours. We’ll keep it professional.”
“Thank you.” She cringed. “This is horrible. I guess I should think more before I do things. But...”
“If things don’t work out, you’ve still got a job. I’d not be that much of an ass. And as you said, no one knows and you don’t see me much.”
“Thanks for that,” she said.
“Now tell me what got you so excited that you were tripping over your own feet.”
“Oh,” she said. “This job I got for the wedding cake. It was the cousin of that family that was in a few weeks ago. You brought their dessert out to them and then said I was the one who made it. She’d come back in the following week and asked for my card and I had one on me. I didn’t think anything of it and then I got an email yesterday and that is how it came about.”
“That’s great,” he said. “Did you get your social media pages up too?”
“I did,” she said. “Not that I’ve got a lot of followers or anything.”
“Latch onto Southside and Duke’s,” he said. “Cross-promote them.”
“What?” she said. “No, I can’t do that. It wouldn’t be right. The staff knows I’m taking the pictures and posting.”
No one knew anything else. They didn’t know she was running those accounts or that she was working on the websites. Just that Duke asked her to take pictures and post and she was doing it.
“I won’t push it for now,” he said. “But you really should find a way to get people from my accounts over to yours.”
