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Unfortunately, she sat too early and the chair was still quite a bit away from the table.
Steele could see her face growing red in embarrassment. Just as he was about to get up and help her, Grady pushed on the back of the chair.
“Let’s just scoot you a bit closer.”
Steele was surprised by the way Grady watched over her. Generally, he was happy to step back and let Steele take the lead with any woman who took his eye.
Then again, Effie wasn’t just any woman.
The server, whose name he still couldn’t remember, handed out the menus.
“Thank you, Lee,” she murmured quietly.
The server gave her a pleased smile and stepped away.
“How do you know his name?” Steele demanded.
Her eyes widened as she stared at him, then over at Grady. “Is he serious?”
“Yep.”
“I want to know. How do you know his name?” He crossed his arms over his chest in irritation.
“It’s on his name badge.”
Name badge?
He didn’t have a name badge . . . right?
“It is?”
“Um, yep. Maybe you need glasses.”
“I do not need glasses,” he muttered. “Every part of this body is in excellent working condition.”
“Well, I already know that your eyes aren’t in excellent condition, so I’m a bit worried about your threshold for what you consider excellent.”
“She’s got you there,” Grady said.
Steele shot him a look. “It isallin excellent condition. And if you doubt my word, Spitfire, I would be happy to show you.”
He had to hide his grin as a blush filled her face. Her face was crimson and the blush traveled down her neck. Hmm, he wondered how far her blush went.
That thought made his dick grow hard and he had to reach down to adjust himself discreetly.
Well, he thought he’d been discreet, but Grady sent him a knowing look.
“I don’t think that will be necessary,” she said primly.
Grady sent him a look. Employee. Right. Fuck. Why had he made that rule? Oh yeah, to ensure there weren’t any awkwardness or misunderstandings.
For some reason, that rule had never been hard for him to follow.
Until her.
Because all he could think about was getting her in his bed . . . stripping off the ugly mustard-colored pant suit she was wearing and chasing that blush with his tongue.
Grady raised an eyebrow at him. What was his problem? Steele was behaving himself.
