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Wes’s smile reaches his eyes. “There’s another.”
“Follow me,” Heidi politely insists, warranting me to do just that.
Going from where we are to the mystery location is leisurely done to allow us time to admire the ocean life that’s often more lively at night than people typically expect. We hold hands as we walk, and in spite of the fact his hand is completely covered, the action still feels intimate.
And tender.
And exactly like something a normal couple would do.
Which I don’t necessarily need.
I just appreciate it in some aspects like this.
Our arrival to what’s clearly an employee’s only area instantly piques my interest, yet it’s the array of poles and buckets of food that successfully keeps it. “Do I get to watch you do a feeding?!”
“Close,” Heidi giggles during her approaching of the object. “You get to help me do some target feeding training.”
“What?!”
“Yup.” More snickers precede her pointing to the cart she’s nearing. “First, gloves on.”
There’s no hesitation for me to move towards the object until I notice Wes isn’t following. “Aren’t you coming?”
He simply shakes his head, leans his back against the closest wall, and lovingly states, “This is about you.”
“But-”
“Pay close attention to everything Heidi says and any tips she can give to impress Jennifer Weil.” His hands casually slide into his hoodie pocket. “That’s who you’re interviewing with on Friday.”
Additional disbelief has me squawking, “Excuse me?!”
“Weil is a total sweetie,” Heidi thoughtlessly interjects. “Nothing to worry about.”
There isn’t time to direct a comment her way due to the man I’m head over fins in love with continuing.
“Myra Newberry, head of my charities department, mentioned the institute had a couple of openings when she was verifying our quarterly donation amount. They were in aquatic merchandising-”
“The giftshop,” clarifies the woman preparing for a feeding.
“-and public aquatic adviser.”
“Tour guide,” Heidi effortlessly translates a second time.
“I instructed her to forward your résumé over.”
Stunned silence from me remains.
“Newberry received a confirmation time today for Friday.”
My jaw dramatically bobs; however, no sound seems to be able to escape.
“Whether it was because the email came from one that contained my company’s name or not, isn’t important,” Wes rushes to declare. “What matters is that you have an interview. That you have an opportunity to transition out of what you’re currently doing into a career you want.” Once more, a grin seems to reach his eyes. “You’re gonna impress Ms. Weil simply by being you but being able to say you have target training experience may give you a slight edge.” Amusement darts into his mismatched gaze. “Besides, we both know you don’t need a reason to play with sharks, Bryn. You’d do this even if it didn’t double as résumé bait.”
“That’s very true,” I sassily state during my stroll back to him. “But either way.” My appearance in front of him is followed by me sliding my hands up his chest. “Thank you.”
He bashfully nods the same way he always does when teetering between accepting gratitude and banishing it.
“Seriously, Wes.” Rising to the tips of my toes is done to slyly slide his mask down just enough to brush his lips with mine. “You’re incredible.”
