“Hygiene or whatever, Leo is hot and if he’s interested, go for it.Jack and Lauren will not care, seriously.Haven’t you noticed almost everyone who works here is either married or together?”
“Whatever.That might work for you and Dylan, but the last thing I need is to start hooking up with my boss, only to have it go to shit.Then what do I do?”
There’s no way this could ever work, and I do not want to find myself out looking for a job again.Leaving one job off a resumé is one thing, but two?That feels like a red flag.No one will hire me, especially after my epic quitting and then possibly hooking up with my boss.I’m not sure which is worse and having to explain it to anyone is not something I want to do.
I look down at my phone, noticing I have five minutes left on my lunch break and all I’ve done is whine about kissing Leo and never really solving anything.
“I gotta get back to work.Please don’t tell Dylan,” I say, scrambling off to the catering barn.
“It’s not that big of a deal, Hannah,” Tessa calls out and I know she’s laughing at me and all my stupidity.I’m like a fifteen year old girl wondering if a boy likes me.
Grow up, Hannah!
I walk into the quiet kitchen, letting out a sigh of relief, strangely enjoying the alone time I’ve had in here over the past week.But when I round the corner, there he is in all his gorgeous hotness, and I’ve suddenly forgotten why I thought kissing him again was a bad idea.
“Hey, Leo,” I say, trying not to sneak up on him since his back is turned.It’s easy to startle a chef in a kitchen.
“Hannah,” he replies, but my name sounds like sex, almost a purr, an invitation to definitely kiss him again.“I thought I would come check in on you, but it looks like you’ve got things under control.No surprise though.”
“Thanks for checking in on me,” I answer back, making things awkward with weird small talk under the guise that if we’re talking work, I can’t possibly be thinking about what his lips felt like against mine.“I just have a few more croquettes to put together and then I’ll be back over at Somerville’s for dinner.”
“So will I,” he replies with what I hope is enthusiasm.I replay the way the words leave his mouth in my head, trying to decipher if I’m confusing dread for excitement.
I don’t respond, I’m standing here, trying to decide what to say, trying not to make things even more awkward, but failing miserably.
I step over to where he’s standing and when he turns around, I do what we said we were going to do.
I just go with it.
Before I know it, our mouths are on each other and his hands are tangling in my hair.His tongue slides against mine and I moan embarrassingly loud, Leo smirking against my mouth.
“Hannah,” he growls, gripping the back of my neck and making me moan out loud again.“You smell like vanilla and cinnamon and holy fuck I want to taste every inch of you.”
“Holy fuck is right.Is this us just going with it?”I ask, making Leo let out a low chuckle.“I have a confession,” I now say, as Leo begins to suck at my neck.
“What’s that?”
“I have no idea what I meant when I sent that text,” I admit, my hands sliding under his chef’s coat and along his perfectly toned abs.
“Neither did I, but if this is what going with it means, I’m so fucking in.”
“In for what?”I ask, my heart hammering in my chest, because like when I quit my job, I had no plan for what that meant for future me.And here I am again, not worrying in the least about future Hannah and what this means for her current job situation.
My impulsivity is out of control.Maybe I have ADHD.
Chapter Eight
Leo
I smile against her neck, inhaling deeply as I lick a path up to her ear.“In for this,” I reply, moving my lips back to her mouth so I can kiss her again.
God, I feel drunk on her.
And even though neither of us has defined exactly what this is, I’m not sure I could stop even if I wanted to.She’s like a drug and I am one hundred percent addicted.
“Leo,” she moans into my mouth, her hands sliding higher under my jacket until they are pressed against my chest.
I turn and back her up against the counter, standing between her legs, my hand on the back of her head as I kiss her hard, our teeth and tongues clashing.I feel her fingers curl into my skin as though she’s clawing at me, and it makes me groan with lust.Thoughts of turning her around, bending her over this counter and fucking her hard, flash through my brain.
