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“Are you exaggerating?”
“Never. Ralph ran out to his other restaurant, but I’ll introduce you when he comes back.” He handed me the owner’s business card. “You should email him copies of the recipe cards you created as your formal intro to the account.”
“Wow. Our first order. I can’t believe it!” I let out a low whistle. The first batch of production was just finishing up in Mexico. The goods wouldn’t reach the warehouse for at least another three weeks “I’m even better than I thought.”
I beamed as the bartender placed a glass of white wine in front of me.
“You’re not better than I thought. I wish you could see yourself through my eyes.” He swallowed hard. “I missed you this week, Kara.”
I felt the heat in my cheeks.
He missed me?
In what way?
Like how I missed him?
Was this the moment he’d finally make a move?
Play it cool, Kara!
“Same,” my eyes bore into his. “I don’t like it when you’re gone for a full week. I thought you were going to be back in the office this morning.”
He grimaced. “That was my plan, but—”
“Kara!”
The statement came out as a question. My heart pulsed like a jackhammer, and a bead of sweat rolled down my spine when I looked up to see Grant. “What are you doing here?”
He leaned down and gave me a lingering kiss on my lips. “I’m rescuing you.”
“Excuse me?” I asked. I looked at Jonathan; he looked angry.
“I had lunch with Michael today. Mia called him while we were eating to say she had to cancel on you tonight because she forgot she committed to bringing Melissa and a bunch of her friends to the movies. I asked her not to call you. I figured I’d take her place and surprise you. Surprise!” Grant looked at Jonathan and wrinkled his brow.
My manipulative, controlling, opinionated sister. Just happened to mention… Happened to mention, my foot! I should have never told her I was meeting Jonathan tonight. I’m going to kill her.
Grant draped his arm around my shoulder, his hand leaning on my breast. “I hope I’m not too much of a consolation prize.”
“Um… No…” I stammered as I glanced at Jonathan once more.
“Hi. I’m Jonathan Cuttinham, and you are?”
Grant shook Jonathan’s hand reflexively. “Oh,” he said as his eyes darted from Jonathan to me. “Am I interrupting something?”
“No, of course not. Kara and I work together, and she just finished updating me on a situation.” Jonathan glanced at his watch. “If you’ll excuse me, I have to get out of here. I hope you two have a wonderful night. Have a drink on me.” He threw a hundred-dollar bill on the bar and stood.
“Jonathan, wait.” I stood, but he didn’t stop or turn away. He walked briskly to the door.
Should I run after him?
“Ugh.” I downed the contents of my wineglass.
“What happened here? Are you two? Sorry. I shouldn’t have assumed you weren’t… It’s just… Mia said—”
“Yeah, Mia says a lot of things.” I ran my hands through my hair. “I’m sorry, Grant. There’s nothing going on between him and me. He’s my boss, but I….”
“Yeah.” He gave me a sad smile. “I can tell.”
