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I turn to Miranda, who is still gawking, and I can't blame her. This man looks extremely hot in his black tailored suit and white blouse. He has removed his tie, and the top two buttons of his shirt are open. Damn, I want to unbutton more. His long hair in the front makes me want to grab it and pull him in for a long kiss. Focus, Emma.
"Uh, Miranda, I'd like you to meet Nick. Nick, this is Miranda, my assistant.She has been on an eight-week holiday, but she's the one that helps me with the deliveries.”
"Nice to meet you, Miranda," he says as he walks over and stops next to me. His woodsy scent flows right into my nose, and lustful thoughts fill my mind. "You're busy," he comments, looking at the multitude of boxes standing on the table.
"Yeah, I'm finishing the order for Clair's diner."
He pecksme on the cheek. The moment his lips contact my skin, it heats.
Miranda clears her throat. "A lot has changed." She giggles. My head turns to her, and she's beaming with curiosity.
"So, can I help?" Nick asks, while taking a step back and removing his jacket. "I've got some free time."
My heart warms, hearing his sweet gesture.
"Your help would be very welcome. Those boxes,”—I point to the table behind us—“need to go in Miranda's car. Make sure you secure them to prevent them from falling or shifting during the ride over there."
"No problem. I may be bad at baking, but picking up and securing things is something I can do. Is your car open, Miranda?” he asks, lifting one of the orders from the table.
"Yes, it is."
As soon as Nick's outside, Miranda lets out a high squeal. "Oh my God, Emma. Why haven't you told me you were dating? My god, that man is a dream. That smile of his is a treat to womankind. How on earth did you meet him?"
I laugh at Miranda's questions. "Alisha, who works at his sister's store, asked me to help her out by participating in an auction. I did, he bid on me, and here we are now."
"Oh, my heavens. That's amazing."
"It wasn't at first. Standing in the spotlight on a podium is the most nerve-wracking and scariest thing I've ever done, and I'm never doing that again."
"I hope not, because then I'll need to be there to bid on you again," Nick chirps as he comes back, an irresistible grin painted on his face.
He sure is easy on the eyes.
Fifteen minutes later,Miranda grabs the keys of her car and kisses me on the cheek.
"I'm going. I'll call you later," she says. "It was nice to meet you, Nick. I'm glad Emma finally found a nice man."
"Well, thank you," He smiles and wraps his arm around my waist.
"Give Charlotte a kiss from me. I've missed that sweet girl." She walks outside and waves another time through the kitchen window.
"I like her," Nick states, while positioning himself behind me. “But I'm glad she's gone. Do you expect other people to come over?"
Immediately, the atmosphere changes. My heartbeat spikes as he puts his fingers on my right wrist and draws a line up to my shoulder. There, he shifts my hair to the side and strokes the skin of my neck. Goosebumps arise.
"Hm, not that I know, why?" I ask, already out of breath.
"Great," he whispers.
Reaching over the counter, he grabs the bowl of whipped cream and places it next to where we're standing. A rush of adrenaline fires through my veins. His hands slide under my shirt, drawing out a deep moan from my throat when he touches the bare skin of my stomach.
"Do you know how sexy you are when you're in the kitchen doing your baking thing?"
I let my head rest against his chest, and he uses my new position to his advantage by placing his warm mouth in the crook of my neck.
"Nick? Don't you have to go to your parents?" I ask breathlessly, as the combination of his palms cupping my breasts and his lips on my skin is overwhelming. But when he pinches both my nipples, the logical part of my brain stops functioning. My yelp flows through the kitchen as I lift one arm, sweeping my fingers through his thick hair and pushing myself firmer against him.
Nick lets out a low growl. "My parents can wait. I've got more important things to do."
