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She had a light pink hue to her cheeks. “Your parents see you happy and that is all that matters,” Duke said.
“That’s right,” Stan said.
“I’ve got to get back and clean up. I shouldn’t be too long. The last order will be going out.”
“I’ll have a glass of wine at the bar. No rush,” she said.
He nodded and went around to talk to a few more people and check in on them and then cleaned up for the night, had his manager close up and found Hadley at the bar with a half-full glass of wine in front of her.
“Take your time,” he said when she picked it up to drink fast.
“It’s fine,” she said quietly. “I’d rather go anyway.” She downed her wine and they walked to his SUV.
“People saw us leaving together,” he said. “Are you okay with that?”
“It’s fine,” she said. “Not many know me. Or they didn’t recognize me. I’m a pretty forgettable person.”
He hated when she said things like that.
Right now with the soft waves she’d put in her hair, the dusting of makeup around her brown eyes, the pink hue to her cheeks and another sundress she was wearing that fit her body well, she had heads turning and wasn’t even aware of it.
“Stop,” he said. “You aren’t and you know it. You just haven’t found the right person.”
“Did I find him now?” she asked.
He hoped so. “That sounds like a rhetorical question. You do that at times.”
“Do I?” she asked with a frown on her face.
“You do,” he said. “But I like it.”
“I’m glad you like that about me.”
They got out of his SUV in his garage and she had her big purse with her. He assumed she had her clothes in that. She wasn’t going into work until noon tomorrow. She had a cake to deliver for a party. She’d told him she made it before her shift today and had it in the fridge and covered in a crumb coat to chill and she only needed about two hours to decorate it in the morning and deliver.
“I like a lot of things about you,” he said. He had her pinned against the wall. “Starting with your body. I want to see it now, but the problem is, I stink and am sweaty.”
“Sweaty but not stinky,” she said.
“I still need to shower.”
“Can we shower together?” she asked. “I’ve never done that with a man before.”
“Really?” he asked. “Might as well let you have another first with me.”
There was part of him that was feeling protective of her when all this happened between them. He’d never been a first that he could remember with a woman.
Even when he lost his virginity it’d been with someone who wasn’t one.
Or if he was a first for other women with something, they never shared that with him.
“Might as well,” she said, then turned and ran for his bathroom.
He gave chase and felt like a kid when he didn’t feel that often.
They were both shedding their clothes on the way and there was a litter of dirty chef’s clothing on his floor before she could stop to get her dress off. Her shoes had been kicked off on the way.
“You’re slower than I thought you’d be,” he said.
