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door is pretty thick, so likely not.”
“This is your fault.”
“Undeniably.” He paused. “Are you going to sue me?”
She was silent for a moment, and then very solemnly said, “Aye.”
Throwing it right back at him, was she? His mouth twitched. “I suppose I’d deserve it.”
“I suppose you would. But then that’d make me a hypocrite for kissing you back and liking it.” She eased back from him, but lightly touched his chest. “Then nearly stripping down and jumping you on your desk.”
Statements like that were not going to help his hard-on. He glanced at his desk. “You know, it’s not actually too late.”
“We’re working. And as Kenzie just yelled, there are customers to serve and that sort of thing.” She slid out from beneath his arm and began to refasten her mussed ponytail. “Should we just pretend this didn’t happen?”
“Again?”
She cast him a sharp look.
“Maybe you could blame it on pain meds once more?” he mocked, irritated that she wanted to sweep it under the rug.
“This shouldn’t have happened.”
“But it did. And it’s happened twice now. And instead of pretending as if it hasn’t, maybe we should acknowledge there is a legitimate sexual attraction between us.”
“No.”
“You’re denying you’re attracted to me?”
“No.” She turned on him, her ponytail swinging now. “I’m not denying anything, Aleck. But you’re my boss. Sleeping with you is a big fat no . You don’t do it.”
He paused. “You’re fired.”
“ What? ”
“Kidding of course. I’ll not discipline you for sleeping with me.”
She didn’t look any less shocked.
“Or, er, not sleeping with me. Either way, there won’t be consequences. Is this confusing? It feels a bit confusing.” He thrust a hand through his hair and shook his head.
“You shouldn’t have kissed me.”
“Clearly. But you kissed me the first time during summer.”
“What is this, first grade? Besides, I was on pain meds that time.”
He gave a lopsided smile. “Aye, by all means, blame the drugs.”
The flash of embarrassment in her eyes made him realize the excuse had been as flimsy in her mind as it was in his.
“I, on the other hand, have no excuse,” he continued lightly. “I simply wanted to kiss you a moment ago and did so.”
“Okay, you need to stop saying stuff like that.”
He nodded. “I’ll certainly try.”
“What do you mean try? There is no try !”
“Yoda?”
She looked confused, before shaking her head and darting out of the office.
He sighed. So perhaps not a Star Wars fan. He went back to his desk, where he knew getting anything done was going to be damn near impossible.
Chapter Five
“More wine?”
When Hailey entered the living room with the wine bottle in hand, Kenzie and Delonna put out their glasses.
“Oh you can definitely top me off. I need it,” Delonna murmured as her friend sloshed some more merlot into her glass. She took a sip and appreciated the sweet warmth as it slid down her throat.
“I wish,” Sarah chimed in. “I know the doctor said a glass now and then wouldn’t hurt while breastfeeding, so it’s not that. I just know the wine will knock me out from being so sleep deprived.”
“No worries, we’re just glad to have you here,” Hailey murmured. “And I’m not drinking either, as usual. I’m just here for the company.”
“Me too.” Sarah groaned. “I needed this Girls’ Night In more than you know.”
“You deserve it. Newborns are exhausting.” Kenzie took a sip of wine and raised a finger. “Mmm. Which is why I only baby-sit for a couple of hours at a time.”
“I’ll take those two hours gratefully, and besides you’re fabulous enough to take Emily plenty of times for overnights.”
As the discussion turned to Sarah’s nearly teen daughter Emily, Delonna looked around the living room. It was amazing that she and Kenzie had somehow gotten it cleaned before it was their turn to host tonight’s
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