“Well, shit, glad your laugh is so adorable or I’d feel like a real ass right now,” he says, and I swallow hard.
My pulse ramps up a bit as I step toward him.I reach out, pressing my thumb to his cheek, cleaning away the stray bit of chocolate, and without thinking about it, I suck my thumb into my mouth.
Leo’s mouth falls open slightly and his hand wraps around my wrist, my thumb still in my mouth.The touch of his skin against mine, the feeling of electricity that shoots through me has my body out of control.All I can hope is he doesn’t feel how hard my heart is beating, his fingers resting on the pulse of my wrist.
“Hannah,” he whispers, and oh my fucking god, when he tugs on my wrist, my thumb now free from my mouth, I think he’s going to kiss me.He moves closer, his breathing hard and warm against my lips, and my body cries out to just kiss him.
“Yes,” I murmur, and I watch his throat move as he swallows hard, taking in a long slow breath.
“You gotta wash your hands now,” he spits out and I’m fucking mortified.
“Of course.Sorry,” I say, shaking my head at my own stupidity in thinking he was interested in more than just keeping the kitchen hygienic.
What a fucking moron I am!
Chapter Six
Leo
Well, that was a total dick move.Although considering my other option was kissing her, it was probably the right move.
It still doesn’t stop me from feeling like complete shit at the way I said it though.I can tell by her reaction, the way her cheeks flushed that she’s embarrassed, like maybe she thought something else was going to happen just then too.
Fuck my life, what the hell is wrong with me when it comes to this woman?Maybe it was a mistake asking her to come in today, especially with the two of us in here working alone together.But if that’s the case, then it was probably a mistake hiring her in the first place.
I need to stop thinking like this.Hannah is my employee.She’s also the sister of a good friend of mine.I donotneed to be thinking about her in any way except as my sous chef.
End.Of.Story.
Ugh, but fuck, she’s hot.Like seriously sexy hot, especially in the hot kitchen, with her hair all piled on her head and her jacket sleeves rolled up, revealing her long, toned arms.I can only imagine what the rest of her body looks like.
And just like that, I’m once again thinking seriously inappropriate thoughts about her and now I’m sporting a semi at the thought of her naked too.God, I’m such a perv.
Walking back over to the oven, I try to refocus on the job at hand, which is essentially smashing out a bunch of different desserts by five o’clock.I’m probably going to have to head straight over to Apple Jacks or Somerville’s afterward too, just to help cover the dinner rush.
Wow, what a great life I have.No wonder I’m having all these perverted thoughts about my employee.I literally see no one else but the people I work with.
We manage to avoid any more awkwardness, the two of us working side by side for the next few hours as we work to get all of the desserts made.We don’t talk much, but when we do, it’s all work related and I end up switching on some music, just so there’s something else to distract us.
At five on the dot, the courier shows up to pick up the desserts and both Hannah and I exhale with relief as we pack the last of them into the boxes.
“Wow, we made it,” she says, smiling at me.
“Thank fuck,” I exhale quietly.“And thank you, Hannah, I seriously could not have done this without you.”
Her smile widens, as she picks up a stack of boxes to carry out to the van.I follow behind her, my gaze of course dropping to her ass before my eyes snap back up.“You’re welcome,” she says, placing the boxes in the back of the van.“It was actually fun.I haven’t had the opportunity to make a lot of desserts before.”
I nod, knowing that desserts, with all their fancy and highly technical components, are not something that most head chefs let their sous chefs do.Hannah’s lack of experience doesn’t show though and once again I find myself wondering who it was she worked for before coming to work for me.
“Well, you can’t tell,” I say, as I sign the delivery notice the guy holds out to me, taking the receipt that I’ll pass off to finance so they can take care of the payment.“You did really good work today, so again, thank you.”
She nods, smiling as we head back inside the kitchen to finish cleaning up.“Thanks, Leo, I really appreciate that.”
I start to gather up the dirty utensils and take them over to the sink.“Are desserts something you’d like to get more experience with, because we can make that happen, if you like?”Hannah shakes her head, but she’s smiling as she starts to fill the dishwasher.“What?”I ask, chuckling a little.“Are you laughing at me?”
“No, no,” she says, holding her hands up in surrender.“You’re just so, I don’t know, different from my old boss.”
Now it’s me laughing.“Well, I aim to please and impress, so I’m glad it’s working.”
