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He took a sip of Mama Jane’s coffee and closed his eyes. Half a minute passed and I teetered on the edge of nervousness.
“Well. . .very fucking good.” He drank some more. “I should give you a raise.”
Both Lucy and I exhaled.
“What type of coffee is this?
“A regular dark roast,” I admitted. “But I think the problem with Brew and Bake is that they probably don’t change their coffee beans enough or use good quality water. Mama Jane takes on her coffee making as if it’s a science.”
“So Brew and Bake is a crappy coffee shop?” He picked up the brown bag with Mama Jane’s image on the front, opened it, and looked inside.
I checked out his behind as he turned away and then cursed under my breath.
Do not look at the sexy boss in the towel.
I nodded. “Yes. Brew and Bake is a crappy coffee shop.”
Clearing her throat, Lucy turned her attention to her feet.
He dove his hand into the bag. “You do realize my family owns Brew and Bake?”
“N-no, I didn’t realize that.”
Moron. I’ll be fired by the end of the week if I keep making these dumb mistakes.
He pulled out a circular treat from the bag and frowned. “What’s this?”
“It’s a baguffin,” I mumbled.
His lips curled at the edge. “What?”
“It’s Mama Jane’s top breakfast item, a combination of bagel and muffin.” I pointed to it. “This one is called Monkey Bread.”
Lucy snorted.
His lips widened into a huge smile. “Am I to assume this is another alternative to my preferred wheat bagel?”
“Yes.”
“Because you think the bagels are also crap?”
“Yes.”
Might as well dig myself deeper into my already deep hole.
“For some reason. . .I trust you.” He bit into the baguffin, and then took another bite.
I held my breath and waited for a response.
He snatched up the Bake and Brew bag with the wheat bagel and tossed it in the trash.
Two scores for Jasmine.
“Stick with Mama Jane’s for my coffee.” He set the rest of the baguffin on his desk and headed to his office bathroom.
Again, I peeked at his behind and enjoyed the delicious movement of artistically carved muscle as it flexed under the towel.
Okay. That’s absolutely the last peek. No more.
