Page 19 of Hard as Stone


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“It is because it distracts me from what I have to do. I can’t get soft in this business.”

“Maybe I should go into that business because you make me perpetually hard.”

“And on that note. What time do you want me to meet you?”

“When are you free?”

“I should be out by seven thirty.”

“Then how about eight? Can you get there by that time?”

“Shouldn’t be an issue.”

“Eight it is. Can’t wait. I’ll see you then.”

After we hung up, I couldn’t concentrate on anything. I was going through my schedule for the week and read the same date several times. I gave up and shut down my laptop. It was just after seven, and it didn’t matter if I left early. I was the boss, and everything was finished for the day.

I went to the bathroom to apply some makeup before I walked out of the building. Normally, I kept my look subdued. I shouldn’t have bothered since Austin saw me in practically nothing when we were on vacation. He didn’t care and told me I was naturally beautiful. I stepped back after I was finished and looked at myself. My suit was boring black, and I removed my jacket and unbuttoned my white blouse down to my cleavage. I usually wore it buttoned up to the neck.

When I got to Gelateria Dolce, Austin dressed in a pair of gray slacks and light pink oxford with rolled sleeves, sitting at a small two seat table. He jumped up when he saw me and came over, taking my hand in his. He pressed his lips to my cheek and nuzzled my neck before we walked to the counter to place our orders.

“What do you want?” he asked.

“Just a small vanilla.”

“Live a little, woman. They have fantastic flavors. How about blood orange or vanilla bourbon? Maybe a little spicy dark chocolate?”

I shook my head. “Just plain vanilla.”

He gestured to the dining area. “Grab a seat, and I’ll place the order.”

Austin let my hand go, and I found a table against the wall. He came over with a small tray in his hand, which held five cups of gelato. I wondered what he was up to. He smiled at me as he sat down with the tray.

“Hungry?”

“We’re having a sampler.”

“Where’s my vanilla?”

“They were out.”

I frowned, “They had a big tray of it in the case.”

Austin grinned. “Humor me please.”

I reached over to grab a cup. “Which one is mine?”

He pulled the tray away. “None of them. They’re both of ours. I want to feed you.”

I scowled. “Austin, this is just weird. Can I have my own cup?”

“Nope. Now stop being difficult.”

I noticed he had only one spoon as he dug into the cup of dark chocolate. He took a small bit and held it out to me. I shook my head.

“Just taste it.”

He held the gelato so close I could feel the chill of the treat. I opened my mouth, and he slipped the spoonful inside. It was delicious, but as I rolled it around my tongue, I felt a slight burn and opened my eyes wide.

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