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“Yeah, but that was hours ago,” he complains. “I wish you didn’t have to go to work. I need more than ten minutes of your time.”
My stomach grumbles loudly, which has Dario’s eyes snapping to my waist. “Are you hungry?”
I wave a hand in the air. “I’ll eat when I get to work.”
There’s a rough edge to his tone when he asks, “What have you eaten today?”
Something tells me I’ll be late for work if I admit I haven’t had time to eat all day. This morning, I was busy with Winston, who fixed the heating in my apartment, and the shift at the diner was so crazy I didn’t even get to drink something.
Lying, I say, “I had a big lunch. Stop worrying.”
“What can I get you?” Dario asks as he stands up again.
“A hot chocolate, please.”
“Be right back.”
I watch him walk to the counter and take in the light blue suit he’s wearing today. The color suits him, and he looks way too attractive.
I glance at the other tables and notice how women take notice of him, and it makes jealousy bleed into my chest.
When Dario’s done placing our order, he glances at me, and the corner of his mouth lifts in a sexy grin.
He keeps staring at me until the barista tells him the order is ready, and as he brings our beverages to the table, it starts to sink in that Dario is really interested in me.
He sets the steaming mug down in front of me, and moving his chair closer to mine, he sits down.
“Hi,” I whisper.
He lifts his hand and brushes the back of his knuckles over my cheek before wrapping his hand around the side of my neck and leaning in for another kiss.
Against my lips, he murmurs, “Hi.”
When he pulls back, and our eyes meet, I fall a little more for him. If we weren’t in public, I’d be on his lap in a flash.
Dario tilts his head, and with a tender expression on his face, he asks, “What’s that look for?”
“I’m trying not to fall head over heels for you,” I admit.
A mischievous grin spreads over his face. “I’ll have to up my game to make sure that happens.”
“You up your game anymore, and I might just propose to you,” I joke.
“Yeah.” Leaning in, he steals another kiss. “As much as I want to beg you to take off from work, I know you have to go, so drink your hot chocolate. I’ll drop you off at the diner so we can spend a couple of minutes together.”
Shit.
My mind races to come up with a valid excuse as to why Dario can’t take me to work.
“Ah…it’s not far. I’ll walk.”
“Then I’ll walk with you,” Dario offers.
The only diner in our near vicinity is in the opposite direction of the ballet company, and it would be too risky. What if Dario decides to surprise me at the diner only to find out I don’t work there?
Shit.
What do I do?
