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“What are you? The dating expert now?” She smirked. I loved how salty she was with me when she was pure sunshine with everyone else. I brought something out of her, and I enjoyed it.
“I do very well. Thank you for asking.”
“I haven’t seen any dates on your calendar,” she said, her gaze searching mine.
“I keep my personal life separate, Tink.” I raised a brow, liking the way her little hands fisted before she shoved them into my suit coat pockets. The snow was starting to come down harder, and I didn’t mind standing out here with her at all, even though I was freezing my balls off. It was worth it to have this moment with her without four hundred fucking people interrupting us with fires to put out.
“I would hear about it if you were dating anyone here in Cottonwood Cove. Virginia gets all the scoop in town,” she said, her voice full of tease, but I could see in her eyes that she was anxious for me to answer.
She was right.
I hadn’t been out.
Not once since the day she’d come to interview with me.
And I needed to blow off some steam. Stop fantasizing about my assistant.
“I actually have a date tonight. We’re going to your brother’s restaurant because, according to Yelp, it’s the best in town. And I do like impressing my women.”
I couldn’t hide the smile on my face. Hell, I smiled all the time now. She brought out a softer side of me, which I’d normally despise, but I didn’t mind it at the moment. She looked jealous, and I liked it so much that I couldn’t stop smiling. How twisted was that?
“Really?”
“Not sure why that’s surprising to you, but yes. Really.”
“That’s actually fabulous. My family is having dinner there tonight after we take my niece to see Santa. Can’t wait to meet your girlfriend.”
“I don’t do girlfriends,” I said, and she shivered, so I turned her toward the building and placed my hand on her lower back to lead her inside.
“So, what do you do? Just buy them dinner and have your way with them?” she asked. Once we stepped inside, she looked up at me with her dark blue eyes wide and curious.
I leaned down close to her ear. “I buy them dinner and then I rock their fucking world.”
She crossed her arms over her chest as we stood in the entryway, a few feet away from nosy Virginia Hawkson, who thankfully looked deep in conversation as she held the phone to her ear.
“A one and done?” She raised a brow.
“Nah. I get a lot of repeat customers.” I chuckled because I knew I was infuriating her, and I enjoyed it. “Heather is a woman I’ve seen many times, and she’s coming here tonight.No pun intended.”I winked. “She was pissed I didn’t make time for her when I was in the city because I was busy dealing with your little fucker, and she insisted on driving here tonight to see me.”
I didn’t know what the hell was going on with me, but ever since our trip to the city—nah, scratch that,ever since she was shaking her ass in the closet to “Slow Ride”,I’d adjusted my boss-employee relationship with her. Georgia brought out a different side of me. She was easy to be with. I laughed more than I ever had, and I didn’t mind it. Hell, even I’d noticed the stuffy aloofness that I’d perfected under the tutelage of my father had faded. Georgia was doing things to me physically and emotionally, and I liked it.
Her tongue swiped out to wet her lips. “Wow. Good for you, and good for her, if that works for you both. I’d never take part in that kind of deal.”
Her claws were out, and I liked it.
“And why is that, Tink?”
“Because that means you’re both allowed to do whatever you want when you aren’t together.”
“Correct.”
“I’d never be with a man who was willing to share me with someone else. I want to be with a man who couldn’t stand the thought of another man touching me,” she said, one brow raised as if she’d just put me in my place.
“And is that how Dikota, the car thief, was? When he wasn’t fucking your roommate?” I shouldn’t have said it. It wasn’t nice. But she was getting under my skin because even talking about another man touching her bothered me.
This conversation was completely unprofessional and inappropriate for a million reasons, and I didn’t give a fuck. Georgia mattered to me more than I wanted to admit.
She cleared her throat and kept her face even, but I saw the hurt in her eyes.
