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“But what?” she asked, stepping back.
“I don’t know. Won’t people talk?” That was one of my biggest fears, which was probably holding me back from being more expressive with him. Especially here, at work.
“Listen, no matter what happens, people talk. That’s how this works. Office romances happen. Gossip happens. You hold your head up and don’t worry about what other people think. Ya hear me? As long as this is something you want, you go for it. And I’m not just saying that because he’s my grandson. I think you’re a great woman. I see him with you, and I know he’s happy. You bring out something in him I’ve never seen. You just make sure he treats you right as you explore this chance. If he does anything stupid though, you let me know.”
“May, yer not trying to scare my girl, are ye?”
My heart started to thunder inside my chest at the sound of his voice. His girl? Was I his? The kiss, the romantic dinners, the car rides, and now the flowers. Well, they would certainly say yes. Yes, I was his girl.
I liked the way that sounded.
“Of course not. Just giving her a little advice.” She kissed his cheek when he came over, her eyes twinkling with humor. “I’ll be in the conference room with your father and the board members; come in when you’re ready. I’ll tell them you’ll be right in.”
“Aye, thank you, Gran.” He gave her a little squeeze before she left us.
I turned to face him, my cheeks heating with a blush. “These are gorgeous. Thank you.”
“Not as gorgeous as you.” He reached out to caress my cheek. The warmth of his large hand filled me with… I didn’t even know if I could put it into words. But whatever it was, I needed more.
My eyes fluttered closed for a moment. When they opened, I met his steely gaze. “You’re a smooth one, huh?” I loved teasing him.
His lips twitched as he leaned in and pressed a kiss to mine. Fire raced through my veins. He pulled back just as quickly.
“Ye should grab your pad and the folders on your desk. The sooner this meeting is over, the sooner we can get back to other things.”
Other things?
We were at work!
Good Lord.
I guess it’s only fair that he gave back what he got.
“Sure.” I heard footsteps just outside of my office, so I took a small step back. “Yes, sir. Right away, sir.” When the coast was clear, I batted my lashes at him.
His eyes blazed with fire, and I grinned to myself. Two could play this game, buddy. Though I knew darn good and well that he could, and would, play this a lot better than I could. I’d have to learn fast. I mean, I couldn’t let him have all the fun. I needed to be able to know I’d given just as good as I had gotten.
So, game on, Mr. Ferguson, game on.
Leaving work, I took in the sort-of-fresh air around us. It was a little dank, a little gross, and yeah, city life meant tainted air.
A warm hand took mine and gave it a squeeze. Inside the office, we were completely professional—no touching, not much kissing, unless that time in the copy room counted. Maybe it did, but then, I didn’t think it did. No one was on the floor other than us.
Outside of the office, we were like any other couple that was dating—testing the waters. We were still learning more about each other, three months in.
“I hope yer hungry?”
Was he serious? When was I not hungry? Grinning, I looked up at the restaurant before us and shrugged a shoulder. “I could eat.”
He chuckled. “Very well then, let us go in and feast.”
This place was nice. Opulent. Quaint. Perfect. So many words could describe this experience and yet, he took my full attention. His suit jacket and slacks… Nope. We were not going there. Undressing him during dinner, even if it’s only in my head, was not a good idea.
Stay focused, Ella.
Goodness.
I could hear my mom in my head: “Don’t you rush into anything with that boy.”
