Page 44 of Kiss Me Again


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I start giggling again. The thought of the waif attacking the man made of muscles tickles me. “You don’t need to kill him, Aria.”

“I do, if he—

“I started it.”

She flutters her pretty eyes at me. “Oh.”

I sigh. “I like him.”

“Oh, my.”

“And I kissed him.”

“Oh, my god.”

Nodding, I sip my drink. “It’s…it was a mistake, I guess. But I genuinely like Cormac, and I don’t know what to do about that, since I work for him.”

“And…he likes you?”

“Yeah. We’ve agreed to keep things professional, but god, it’s hard. Like there’s this constant tension between us. We get along perfectly well. We even have a routine now with the kids. I pick them up, help with whatever schoolwork they might have, make supper. By the time supper is ready, Cormac is walking in. We eat together, then after some kind of activity, swimming or the trampoline or going for a walk, we put them to bed. And that’s the worst part.”

She frowns. “How come?”

“Because…at the end of the day, I don’t want to leave. I want him to kiss me and take me to bed.”

“It sounds like you’ve gotten too comfortable.”

I nod. “Oh yeah. And I don’t know how to change that. It’s not like I’m a trained nanny or something, and in restaurants, the line between employee and employer is blurry at best, so I don’t have much of a framework for this kind of thing.” Nervous rambling is thirsty work, so I finish my drink. “It gets worse.”

“You didn’t…?”

I sigh. “Remember the one-night stand I told you about?”

“Yes.”

I make a face at her with big eyes.

“Oh, shit.”

I laugh. “Yep. That’s pretty much what I was thinking when you introduced us.”

She giggles behind her hand, gasping. “That’s why you had that weird look on your face, isn’t it?”

“Yeah.”

“Wow. Crap. What are you going to do?”

“Like I said, we’ve agreed to be professional about everything. After we kissed the other day.”

She sighs, finishing her bellini. “I am so sorry, Lily.”

“Me too. Especially because I like him so much. But I’ll be okay.”

She tips her head onto my shoulder. “I wish I could help.”

“Hello, ladies,” some dirtbag says behind us.

I flip him off without turning around, and Aria says, “Get lost.”

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