I slide a finger inside her, loving the moan she lets out as I trace my tongue across her bottom lip.“Sounds like we might just be perfect together then.”
“Yes,” she moans, although I’m not sure if that’s an answer to my question or a response to what I’m doing to her.
I smile against her mouth, kissing her slow and deep before whispering, “Why don’t I have a little pre-breakfast snack and then we take the breakfast you’ve made us back to bed and I can show you exactly what I mean about us being perfect together.”
“Yes,” Hannah moans again and I’m still smiling as I sink to my knees in front of her.
With Somerville’s now closed due to renovations, Apple Jacks is busier than ever.We’ve tried to minimize it by offering some limited outdoor dining options for Somerville’s, but they are restricted to lunch and are definitely more on the casual side.
The good news in all of this is I now have a ton more staff who are able to help out at Apple Jacks.The other good news is it means Hannah and I are now working together more.
It’s been interesting and a little weird if I’m being honest.Not because I don’t want her here, more because it’s really fucking hard keeping my hands off her now that she is.Back when she first started working at Somerville’s and we shared a kitchen more often, we weren’t actually together, just flirting a lot as we both tried to figure out if we should give in to the chemistry between us.
Now that we are sleeping together, working in such close proximity is a whole new ball game.And it’s damn fucking hard not giving the game away every time she’s near me.
Which is not to say I haven’t taken advantage of the situation from time to time, using any excuse to brush past her a little closer than I need to or to follow her into the walk-in fridge or the storeroom just so I can kiss her.It’s exciting and hot doing all this on the down low and by the time our shift ends and we’re heading home, we’re both so worked up from the prolonged foreplay, we’re practically tearing each other’s clothes off before we’re even in the front door.
“Leo?”Tony, my third-year apprentice’s voice calls, bringing me back to the kitchen.
“Yeah, what’s up?”I ask, walking over to his station.
He glances up at me, a worried look on his face.“I’m not sure about this sauce,” he says, lifting the spoon from the saucepan.I watch as a thin, watery stream of sauce drips from it and I know he’s right.
“Yeah, I think you might be right,” I say with a chuckle.“Ditch it, we’ll start again.”
“I don’t want to fuck it up again,” he says, that same worried look on his face.“I mean, I know I should know how—”
“It’s cool, Tony,” I say, cutting him off.“I’d rather you ask for help than just blindly try fixing it.Hey ba— Han?”I call, swallowing hard as I glance over to Hannah’s station, hoping to fuck Tony didn’t notice that near slip of the tongue.
Hannah looks over at me, a small smile on her face that has my heart skipping a beat and a smile tugging at my lips.Fuck me, this woman, I can’t get enough of her.“Yeah, boss?”she answers playfully.
I smirk, knowing she does this to tease me, both inside and outside of the kitchen.“Can I borrow you for a sec?”I ask, playing right along with her.
Hannah licks her lips and it actually makes my dick twitch.“Sure thing.”She hands her dish over to one of the assistants at her station before making her way over to me.I know I’m staring, but I can’t look away.“What’s up?”she asks, stopping beside me, standing a fraction closer than she needs to, so I can feel the heat radiating from her.
“I think I fucked up your sauce,” Tony blurts out, which gives me a second to get myself under control.I need to calm the fuck down so everyone in this kitchen doesn’t realize that I’m sleeping with my sous chef.
Hannah laughs, her arm brushing against mine as she reaches for the spoon and says, “I’m sure we can fix it.”
“Yeah,” I start, forcing myself to focus.“I thought maybe you could take Tony through it again.I know this is one of your creations, so I figure the master should teach the padawan.”
Tony sniggers at my Star Wars reference, but when I turn to Hannah, she’s staring at me with what looks like disbelief and amazement on her face.
“Is that cool?”I ask, worried I’ve somehow offended her.
She swallows, nodding once before turning back to Tony.“Yeah, it’s um…okay, let’s see if we can get this taken care of.”
I leave them to it, walking around to the other stations to check that everyone has everything under control.It’s a busy night, the usual Saturday crowd is even bigger thanks to us only having one restaurant open on site.Everyone is working well though and it’s definitely helped by having the extra staff from Somerville’s working here.
With everything under control, I head back to my office to check on the bookings for the rest of the night, just to get an idea of what we can expect.As I call up the booking program though, I hear my office door shut and when I look up, Hannah is standing there, leaning back against the closed door.
“Hey, you okay?”I ask.
She doesn’t answer me, just pushes off the door, walks around my desk to where I’m standing, throwing her arms around my neck as she crushes her lips against mine.
“Whoa, hey,” I say, laughing, my arms instinctively wrapping around her.“What’s this for?”
Hannah doesn’t answer, kissing me again as she presses her body hard against mine.I don’t bother questioning it a second time, kissing her back because honestly, I’d never pass up an opportunity to kiss this woman.
