my boss’ nephew. I just thought that would be weird.”
“You’re wound up tighter than anyone I have ever met. Are you very sure you’re only twenty-three? You act like you’re a hundred. My grandmother still goes out on dates and with younger men.”
I let out a long breath. “Yes, yes, I know about your cougar grandmother. Look, I know you think I’m boring, but trust me, going out with my boss’ nephew is not a good idea.”
“He didn’t ask you to marry him. You’re hopeless.”
“I’m going to go take a shower.” I made a mental note not to tell Lisa anything about my love life or lack thereof again. Ha, love life!
I needed to relax and a warm shower always did the trick—that and a glass of wine.
She looked me up and down. “Go right ahead. Run away, like you always do.”
Standing up from my chair, I said, “I’m not running away, I’m just taking a shower.”
“Uh huh, okay, whatever makes you feel better.”
I tapped her on the shoulder. “The chili was good.”
She brushed my hand off. “You barely ate any of it.”
“I’ll eat more later, promise.”
Lisa always took offense when someone didn’t devour her food, which pretty much meant I was always offending her.
“Hope you think of Reece when you’re in the shower. Maybe the two of you can have some wild, dreamy shower sex,” she yelled as I walked down the hall to the bathroom.
“Yeah, maybe.”
“I knew it! You do like him!”
“Okay, okay, I admit to maybe, maybe liking him a little bit.”
***
W hen I got to work the next day, Reece was sitting on the couch in the waiting area across from my desk. He was reading a literary journal.
I lost my breath for more than a second. What was he doing here?
I quietly drifted over to my desk.
“There you are,” he said.
“I didn’t know you had another appointment.” I put my handbag down in my chair.
I was suddenly very self-conscious and had a strange feeling that I had a piece of Lisa’s homemade corn muffins stuck in between my teeth. Quickly, I licked my teeth.
He stood and came toward me. “I don’t.”
I ran my fingers down the sides of my dress. Wow, could I be more obvious? Here I was trying to fix myself up in front of a complete stranger, who for some reason was making me very nervous. “Oh, well, why are you here?” I managed to spit out.
He winked at me. “To see you.”
Yep, I’m going to faint right here in front of him.
“Oh?”
“I came to ask you if you’ve changed your mind about having lunch with me.”
I swallowed and forced my cheeks not to blush. “I have a busy day today...I’m not sure I can take lunch.” I lied. Mr. Walker didn’t have a single appointment on his schedule. And on days when he had a clear schedule, he often came in late or took a longer than usual lunch.
“I know for a fact you can take lunch today. I called my uncle and asked him.”
“What?”
“Don’t take it the wrong way. I’m not stalking you or anything.”
“You called my boss about my schedule. Why would I think you’re stalking me? What you did is completely normal. Yep, totally normal.”
He crossed his arms. “Maybe it comes across a little weird.” Then he uncrossed his arms. “Look, I’m a good guy. All I’m asking is for you to let me take you to lunch. One hour, less, if you want, and then you can see for yourself whether or not I’m some crazy stalker, which I assure you, I’m not.”
I looked him up and down and gave in. “I’ll agree to coffee and if that goes well...”
He smiled. “Coffee it is.”
“Come back tomorrow morning,” I said, taking my handbag off my chair and placing it on my desk.
“What’s wrong with now?”
I sat down and pulled myself close to my desk. “I just got here.”
“Oh, come on, you’ll only be gone a few minutes.” He gave Mr. Walker’s door a glance. “My uncle isn’t even in yet.”
Sighing, I said, “Twenty minutes, and if I get fired over this...”
“You