Page 111 of Some Kinda Romance

Julie laughed. “I love it. Talk about accountability! It’ll only work if you do call her, though.”

“I know, but again, I don’t think I’ll have to. Not because Dash won’t mess up again. He definitely will, but he seems pretty good at making up for it.”

“With orgasms?”

“And words.” I laughed. “But sure. Lots of orgasms too.”

She giggled, letting out a dreamy sigh. “I’ve got to find me a guy like that.”

“To be honest, I don’t know if another one like him exists,” I admitted, temporarily forgetting even where we were as I widened my eyes at her. “Seriously, I’m not sure where he learned everything he knows, but if it was a book, they should print it by the millions and hand it out for free to every guy out there.”

She laughed. “That good, huh?”

“Better,” I assured her, then remembered we were at the office. “We probably shouldn’t talk about it here, though.”

“Okay, fine, but I’m going to remind you to give me the details later. I’m curious.” She lifted her tablet again, but before she’d even checked it, she gave me another look. “Is that good enough, though? Tons of amazing orgasms?”

I considered the question for a moment before I shook my head. “No, it wouldn’t have been good enough if it wasn’t for the fact that he’s also just an amazing guy. He’s got a really good heart. He’s trustworthy. He’s reliable. He keeps his promises and he learns from his mistakes. What more could a girl want?”

“Well, he’s gorgeous too. That doesn’t hurt.” She winked at me but finally unlocked the screen of her tablet and started back into the planning of the Montrelli wedding.

In the afternoon, we saw a couple more potential clients, giving them tours and setting out the basics of what we could offer together with the prices of each option. I was using all the tips Dash had given me, and every client walked out looking impressed and satisfied.

I was about to call him to say thank you when he called me. I smiled as I took the call and Julie rolled her eyes at me. “I’ll let you talk to him alone. I need to make a call of my own anyway.”

I chuckled, but picked up as soon as she left my office. “Hey, Cinnamon Roll.”

“Cinnamon Roll?” He laughed. “Is that what you’ve decided to call me or did Julie just walk into your office with a treat?”

“Actually, it’s what the romance community calls the really sweet guy in books,” I said. “I used to call you Mr. Grumpy behind your back, so at least this is better.”

“I’ll take it,” he replied happily. “I’m going to have to look into this Cinnamon Roll thing, though. Got any book recommendations for me? I’d like to know how I can keep this status.”

“Just keep being you,” I said, wondering when I’d become so cheesy but not really minding it at all. “Thanks for all those tips about giving clients the VIP treatment, by the way. I just got out of a meeting with a couple who might just choose me because of all that.”

“You’re welcome, but they’d be stupid not to go with you. Unless of course they were considering coming to me.”

I laughed. “They weren’t. The estate has a reputation for being picky about who you’ll host.”

“I prefer to refer to it as being discerning, but whatever works,” he joked. “I suppose picky is fine too.”

I smiled, closing my eyes, and when I opened them again, Julie walked back in, giving me a quick shake of her head when she saw I was still on the phone. She waved her tablet at me to remind me we were about to start another meeting.

“What’s up?” I asked. “Unless you only called because you sensed I needed to thank you again.”

“No thanks necessary. Only people with no self-esteem are afraid to give a few tips to others. I don’t know if you’ve noticed this, but there isn’t anything wrong with my self-esteem.”

“Oh, I’ve noticed.” I chuckled. “Your ego is just short of overinflated.”

“Thanks for the compliment,” he said and I heard the smile in his voice. “Do you have any plans for dinner tonight?”

“I was actually hoping you’d call to ask.”

“Wonderful. Come to my apartment when you’re done at work? We can decide what we feel like then, but bring something nice. I want to treat you tonight.”

“Treat me? It feels like you do that every time you see me. Thanks for warning me this time, though. It’s starting to feel like half my wardrobe consists out of things you’ve bought me these days.”

“I would’ve bought you something else, but I figured it wouldn’t be such a big surprise this time. Next time though, I’m going to find something that’ll make you even happier than the comfy clothes did.”

I chuckled. “Good luck with that. I’ll see you later?”

“I can’t wait,” he said, then hung up.

Julie laughed at the look on my face.

“Shut up!” I shook my head as I laughed back at her. “We’re not saying it.”

Her eyebrow arched, but I mimed zipping my lips before I admitted it out loud. It really was too early to say it, but I really did like him. A lot.

So much so that most people probably would’ve just said it.