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“It’s not like they can do anything of a sexual nature for another five weeks or so. Even if there are an abundance of hormones flooding Emma’s system. Did you know if you are turned on, sometimes your milk will produce?”
I blinked. I had no reply for that one. At all.
Apparently, neither did Emma.
Clint shook his head. There was as much horror as affection in his eyes as he settled his hand over his wife’s. “Honey, we talked about this.”
“Right. Not supposed to blurt out every thought.” Kitty turned her attention to me. “I speak to my cats quite frankly and forget humans don’t always appreciate the same.”
Emma gave a delighted laugh. “I really love you, Kitty.” She bent and gave her sister-in-law a kiss on the cheek. “Now help me with this thing. I need to cool off a little.”
Kitty untied the double bow at Emma’s hip. There was a startlingly large amount of fabric wadded up there. Emma swung the baby into the crook of her arm as she shrugged out of the yards of material.
“This thing is amazing, but I need to find some lighter weight dresses while I work in all this sun.”
Clint took the baby and Emma gave him a grateful smile.
I wrapped my fingers around the back of the chair and held it out for Emma. She sat down and the soft curls of her hair brushed my forearm before I could let go. The fact that I instinctively wanted to wrap all those curls around my hand made me back up an extra step.
Clint gave me a hard stare as he cradled the baby in the crook of his arm.
“How was the burger, Kitty?” I was hoping that was a safer topic.
“Chef Stone has the correct amount of ego ratio to his food creation. I would give it four-point-seven-five out of five stars.”
I laughed. “I’ll let him know.”
“Oh, I bet Kitty already did.” Emma took a long drink from the glass of water waiting for her.
Kitty shrugged. “Constructive criticism is what I’m good at.”
Emma smiled up at me. “Kitty is a fiction editor.”
“Oh. Wow. I think you mentioned something about that when I visited.”
Kitty straightened her napkin on her lap. “I’m mostly romance novels now, which is why I see nuance a little better.”
Clint’s hand slipped under the table. Kitty gave him a look and they seemed to have an entire silent conversation before she gave me a smile. “I’d love another order of fries.”
“Me too.” Emma wiggled in her seat. “And one of those Chef Macs.”
“I heard that,” Henry called from the grill a few yards away. “And I like that name.”
“Great, now he’ll be even more insufferable.”
“As long as it puts a big juicy burger on my plate, I’ll allow it.” Emma took her fork and knife in each hand and gave me a startlingly gorgeous smile.
Jesus, she was dangerous.
“I’ll just get those fries for both of you. Clint?”
“I’m good.” His voice was cool.
I wanted to tell him he didn’t have anything to worry about, but that would mean I had to own up to whatever it was between me and Emma.
That just couldn’t happen. Beyond my own rules about dating employees, I just didn’t have room in my life for anything else.
Inside the restaurant, things were starting to pick up. I spotted my usual Sunday servers bustling about. The main dining room was half full and the second level looked to be doing just the same.
