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I really want that. Desperately. Uncontrollably.
I don’t want to stand here and think about some stupid, stuffy work policy.
We are here, now, and I want to let the present moment consume me and forget about all the rest.
But Hazel won’t let that happen.
She’s thinking about the consequences for both of us. “I really should go to bed. Good night, Jack.”
For a split second, I see desire swim up from her depths. Her eyes are dark as she rubs her lips together, once. Her lips part, glistening and perfect. She draws in a sharp breath as our eyes lock.
I want to kiss her… but I can’t. Not given what we just discussed.
“Good night, Hazel.”
It feels so wrong to leave her on the stoop without sealing our evening with a kiss.
So wrong.
But I make myself do it anyway.
Chapter 15
Hazel
I blink a couple of times and stare up at the ceiling fan.
How is it that I’m in a resort that uses the slogan ‘rest, relax, and recharge’ in their marketing, and yet I have not had one restful night of sleep since I arrived?
This bed is so big and just the right amount soft. The pillows aren’t that super puffy type that crick my neck. They’re stuffed with down feathers that are wonderfully supple and fluffy at the same time.
The temperature last night was perfect. The bungalow was nice and quiet.
And yet, I barely slept.
I blame Jack.
He stood right there on my front stoop, looking down at me with those dreamy eyes.
He stood close enough that I could breathe in his intoxicating scent. That musky, particular-to-him aroma that makes me go weak at the knees.
Maybe what I have on my hands is a problem with pheromones. Maybe his pheromones are doing something to me, and that’s why I can barely think.
Darn you, hormones.
The ceiling fan above me swishes. Early morning light filters in through the slatted blinds.
If I lie here for even two more seconds, I will think about Jack all over again… and how badly I wanted to invite him in last night.
Eek.
I drape my elbow over my face.
Maybe I’m not Sales Manager material.
Sales Managers shouldn’t pine over their employees.
I am pining over Jack Morgan right now, and it is completely and totally inappropriate. In fact, most of my interactions with Jack have been inappropriate.
