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She smiled. “Gianna is pregnant.”
“Huh.”
“What’s huh?” she asked.
“Oh, Gianna mentioned not feeling well earlier. I guess that makes sense.”
“Yeah, Max said she was having a bit of a hard time with the morning sickness.”
He frowned. “But it’s afternoon.”
Laughing, she said, “Morning sickness doesn’t restrict itself just to the morning.”
“I did not know that,” he said, slowing the car as he searched for a parking spot. He saw one car pulling out and flipped his directional signal on and waited.
Vee’s phone started to ring and he glanced over to see her pulling it free of her pocket.
“Yeah?” she asked. “Uh-huh. Yep.Fuck... okay. I’ll come in.”
“Something wrong?”
She glanced over at him, turning the phone over and over in her hands. “Yeah, the guy I’d left in charge tonight so both Max and I could have a night off has a family emergency. He can’t make it in. Neither can two of my bar staff.”
He tried to keep the disappointment off his face but knew he was failing terribly. Instead, he focused on the car pulling out in front of him. Moving quickly, he parallel parked and shut off the car.
“I’m sorry, Beau.”
He looked at her and shrugged. “It’s your business. I get it.”
“Yeah,” she said softly. “I’ll make it up to you though.”
He smiled, his mind throwing up all sorts of different ways she could do that. “How about I come in for a while—bring you dinner, at least?”
“Like a date?” she asks.
“Yeah, well, we never did get to go to Cherry’s last time.” Nope, he had spent the afternoon and evening making Vee scream his name. Repeatedly.
She flushed and he reached out to touch her cheek, trying to chase the color before it disappeared. “Okay. I’ll see you for dinner.”
Grinning like a fool, he asked, “What would you like to eat?”
“Just get me a burger. There’s a place nearby that makes good ones.”
With a sharp nod, he said, “Done. Now, how long do we have before you have to leave?”
“Oh, no,” she warned, shaking her head. “I don’t have time for that.”
“All I need is ten minutes.”
21
Evangeline walkedinto work twenty minutes later, her body still flushed from Beau’s ability to make her come in very little time and with very little effort on his behalf.
“Boss,” Ava, one of her senior bar staff, said, falling into step beside her as she headed in the direction of the bar.
“How are we doing?” she asked, sliding on an apron. The place was practically overrun tonight, and the fact that they were down by two meant the staff were under pressure.
“Barely keeping our heads above water if I’m going to be honest.”
