By nine o’clock, the place was packed and she’d popped so many beer tops she’d resolved to scout out the local stores tomorrow and find a nice thick silver ring for her thumb. That was a trick she’d learned long ago. Wearing a thumb ring helped you pop a beer top without an opener and saved you from blisters.
“Hon, why don’t you take a break,” Cody said as Roxie rang up another sale. “Slip on back to the office and put your feet up for a few.”
“Thanks.” Roxie gave her a smile. She grabbed a bottle of water from the cooler and headed through the kitchen behind the bar to the office. The moment she closed the door, the din of noise dampened. She took a long drink of water and leaned back.
“How’s it going?”
The sound of Cade’s voice had her springing away from the door. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to intrude. Cody told me it was okay to take a break in here.”
“Fine by me. That’s what I’m doing.”
“Taking a break.”
He chuckled and ignored the question. “You seem to have caught on to things. Cody says you’re raking in the tips.”
“It’s not rocket science,” she replied, stemming the urge to back away as he rose from his seat at the desk and approached.
“No it’s not.”
She waited for him to say more but he simply leaned one shoulder against the wall and regarded her with that slow sexy smile. “Customers like you.”
“Or the beer.” She wasn’t stupid. She’d been hit on and flirted with before tonight. And knew how to give just enough flirt in return to ensure a good tip but not leave the impression that she was available.
Cade’s smile widened. “Honey, they can get that beer all they want. You, on the other hand—you’re a temptation they haven’t tasted.”
“And aren’t likely to.” She met his eyes to show him she was not kidding.
“I wouldn’t fire you for it, sugar.”
“It wouldn’t matter—if I saw anything I was interested in.”
He moved a little closer. “So you haven’t seen anything that interests you?”
She knew what he was asking. And knew she should meet his eyes and lie through her teeth. But her brain didn’t seem to be working at the moment. The close proximity of his lean muscular body had her hormones spiking. She could smell the clean scent of soap and man; feel the heat coming off him.
“Nothing I’m going to act on.”
“Oh? And just for the sake of argument, if you were inclined to act, just what would be the subject of your interest?”
“I think we both know the answer to that.” The moment the words were out of her mouth, she knew it was a mistake. First rule of gambling—never give your opponent anything to use against you.
Cade’s smile faded, to be replaced with a look that had her wanting things she knew she had to stay away from.
He leaned a little closer. “You want to fill me in on why acting on this interest would be a bad thing?”
“I already told you. Not as long as I work for you.” Roxie edged away a few inches, then mentally cursed herself for showing weakness. “I don’t mix business and pleasure.
“Yeah, I remember.”
“I guess I’ll get back to work.” She turned to leave, eager to escape the feelings his nearness inspired.
“We’ve got a bit of a problem, Roxie.”
He had her pressed against the door and his lips on hers before she could protest. She could have pushed him way. Should have. But damn he felt good, the long lean length of him pressed against her, the taste of him. She gave in and returned the kiss, grabbing his hips to pull him more firmly against her.
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