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“What about me?”
“What were your parents like?”
“They were normal. Married for thirty years before my dad passed away from a heart attack. My mom followed him nine months later.”
“But you had Patrick. It must be nice to have a sibling.”
“Yeah, I had Patrick… and my older brother Caleb.”
“Where’s Caleb now?”
“He’s dead.”
My stomach drops along with my fork and I stare at him.
“Heath, I’m so sorry.”
“Thanks. Brennan is his kid and Patrick took him in after the funeral.”
“That must have been hard.”
“I wouldn’t know. I was overseas.”
“Heath,” I start but he gives me a warning look and I let it go.
He digs into his food, so I let the conversation go for a bit. It feels like we’ve made a lot of progress today already. I at least got him to open up to me a bit and we learned about each other. I’ll count that as a win.
We both clear our plates and I’m standing to carry the dishes over to the return when my foot catches on a chair leg.
I gasp as I start to trip and fall but a pair of strong hands catch me before I can get too far and I’m pulled down into a hard lap.
“Oof!”
My hands steady myself on his chest and I look over to see that I’m nose to nose with Heath. My breath stalls in my lungs as I stare at his mouth, and then I’m looking up into those amazing eyes.
His mouth is right there. It would take nothing for me to close the gap between us and kiss him.
I want to kiss him.
I want to know what it feels like to have his hands and mouth on me. It’s why I almost climbed into the shower with him last night. It’s why I can’t seem to pull away from him right now.
I want him.
I’ve never wanted a man before in my life. I spent most of my childhood picking up after my mom and listening to her rant on and on about my good-for-nothing father. It turned me off of the opposite sex.
Until Heath.
I don’t even know what it is about him that draws me in. There’s just something about the damaged hero that calls to me.
I can’t help it. I lean forward slightly, my lips brushing against his in a whisper of a kiss. It’s barely a kiss, but it has the both of us jerking back like we’ve been burned.
My face heats and I know that I must be blushing something awful. I hurry to stand and grab the plates and this time I practically run over to the return.
I can’t believe that I just did that. This is my job. I can’t be going around kissing clients. I need this job. I need a place to stay.
I can’t mess this up.
I try to remind myself of that as I head back over to the table to join him.
