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Asshole had been doing it on purpose, of course. She got it. She felt bad for waking them up. So maybe she deserved Eric thwarting her efforts to sleep in.
Anyway, unable to take it anymore, she’d gotten up and come in to work.
Moving to the kitchen, she turned the coffee machine on. Not Estelle. She still sat gleaming on the counter. Nope, Reuben had told her to go buy a machine she could operate.
So now she had Barry who was way nicer than Estelle. He just sat there, dripping coffee into his pot.
And thank God she could use him because she was going to be living on caffeine this morning.
Once she had Reuben’s cup of coffee just the way he liked it, she carried it carefully into his office. She had talent with flowers, not carrying coffee.
Knocking, she entered when she heard him call out.
If he was surprised to see her, he didn’t let it show.
And that instantly made her trepidation grow. She hated not being able to read him.
“Here is your coffee.” She set it down on his desk and took a hasty step back. Did she think he was going to grab her?
Maybe.
“Could you cancel the car you arranged to pick me up? Or if you let me know who it is, I’ll call them. I don’t want them to be there, waiting . . . um . . . are you going to say anything?”
He leaned back in his chair, his hands interlocked over his firm stomach.
Do not look.
But it was hard not to when she knew what he looked like under his shirt.
So sexy.
“What would you like me to say, Faith?” he murmured.
Oh darn. He was back to using her first name.
And now she was starting to sweat. He had a way of making her feel guilty, even when she hadn’t done anything wrong.
It was a truly evil gift.
“Maybe good morning or how are you or just say thank you for the coffee?”
Urgh. Why did she say any of that? Why hadn’t she just left the room after delivering the coffee?
Because you seem to be a glutton for punishment.
“Good morning, Faith. How are you this morning?” he drawled.
Danger. Danger.
“I’m good, thank you very much. And you?” Darn it. She shouldn’t have asked him that.
“I find myself irritated.”
Red light. Red light.
“Irritated?”
“Yes. You see, I like obedience. Did you know that?”
