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“Good morning, Miss Drinkwater,” his deep voice purrs as he slides into the booth opposite me.

I look up, and there he is: dark hair, square jaw, and the most beautiful face I have ever seen. “Good morning, Mr. James.” I smile. “How was the gym?”

“Good.” He smirks as his eyes hold mine.

He has that naughty look in his eyes, and I know he’s still playful this morning.

Progress.

I pass him the menu. “I’m going to have the pancakes.”

“Hmm.” He frowns as he peruses the choices. “I’m going for the omelet.”

The waitress walks over. “Hello, can I get you a beverage, sir?” she asks.

“Yes, please,” he says as he holds the menu in his hands. “I would like a double macchiato, please.”

She scribbles it down. “Are you ready to order your food?”

His eyes flick to me. “Are you ready?”

“Yes, I’ll have the pancakes, please.”

“And I’ll have the omelet with a glass of orange juice.” He passes the menus back to her. “Thank you.”

She wanders off, and his eyes come to me.

“How does it feel to be a year older?” I ask him.

A trace of a smile crosses his face. “Satisfying.”

That makes two of us.

It takes all my might not to climb onto his lap and kiss him stupid. “What’s on today, boss?” I ask instead.

“Boss?”

I smile goofily. “Well, you are bossy.”

“Only when naked.”

“I beg to differ.”

He smirks as the air swirls between us.

Everything is working out perfectly.

An hour later Henley walks me out to my car.

I don’t want to leave him.

This hard-to-get business is killing me. I want to see him sooner than next weekend.

Quick, think of a plan.

We walk down the street toward my car. He doesn’t hold my hand or show any affection, but it is there between us. I can feel it.

“I’m going to start watching Game of Thrones tonight,” I announce.

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