I half lift my hand, waving away her comment.“Fine, fine.But can you copy your response and send it to them from my phone too, please?”
This earns me another smack on the ass and this time, I open both eyes, rolling onto my back as I look up at her.My look turns to a smirk as I watch Hannah’s gaze drop to my dick, which is well and truly awake and pointing directly up at her.
“What?”I ask with a chuckle.
Hannah rolls her eyes, even as she forces them back to my face.“I’m not sending the exact same message I sent to them from you as well.I mean hello, obvious.”
I reach for my phone on the nightstand, handing it to her.“Fine, type something for me.Please, babe?”I ask, a playful tone in my voice.She lifts her hand as though to smack me again and I grab her wrist, stilling her.“Don’t you dare,” I warn.
She smiles now, licking her lips as her gaze moves back to my dick and she pulls her wrist from my grip so she can wrap her hand around my dick.“And what would you like me to say, exactly.”
“Fuck, I honestly do not care,” I moan, my eyes closing.
Hannah squeezes me once, before letting go and my eyes snap open.“What would you say?”she asks, as she opens the message on my phone.
“Ugh, fuck, I don’t know,” I say, taking her hand and putting it back on my dick again.“Say whatever you want, but make it quick, babe,” I add, closing my grip around hers so she can’t let go of me.
Hannah laughs, typing out a message with one hand before she throws both of our phones onto the nightstand.“All done,” she whispers, turning to me.“But it’s a little early for work still, so any thoughts on what we should do?”
This time it’s me smacking her hard on the ass.“Get up here and sit on my face.”
A couple of hours later, we’re finishing our coffee, before heading off to work.As we walk out of Hannah’s place, I squeeze her hand in mine.“Let’s just swing past my place so I can grab a fresh t-shirt and a new chef’s jacket.”
“Or,” she says, “I can just meet you at work?”
Chuckling, I shake my head.“Babe, seriously, we can walk in to work together, you know.No one will care.”
Hannah lets out a slow breath.“I just don’t want…I don’t want people to think I’m getting special treatment, that’s all.I want them to like me.”
I pull her close, wrapping an arm around her waist.“Everyonelovesyou,” I tell her.“Including our bosses.No one is going to be bothered by this.”
“You think Dylan will?”she asks, blinking up at me.
“Do you really care if he is?”I ask, knowing Hannah doesn’t usually care what anyone thinks.
“No.I mean, yeah, I kinda do.You’re like the first guy I’ve ever been in love with.It’s important to me that my family is happy about that.”
My heart flips in my chest.“I’m the first guy you’ve loved?”
“Uh huh,” she whispers, looking up at me.
I can’t resist leaning in to kiss her.Even though it’s broad daylight, her place is far enough back from the main part of the winery that no one is going to see us.“You’re the first person I’ve ever loved too,” I murmur against her lips.“The only person.”
“Leo…”
I kiss her again, holding her closer.“Dylan will be fine with this, babe,” I whisper.“I’ll talk to him.”
“What about your family?”she asks, her hands resting on my chest.
Chuckling, I slip my hand down to her ass.“Oh my god, my family is going to fucking love you,” I say.“Shit, I’ll bet my dad will try and steal you away to work in his restaurant.”
Hannah finally smiles.“I’ll never leave Somerville’s.”
“Oh Somerville’s, huh?”I tease, brow cocked.“What about leaving me and my kitchen?”
“Yeah okay, that too,” she says, playfully rolling her eyes.
I pull her in for another kiss.“Everything’s going to be alright, Hannah,” I whisper against her lips.“Actually, everything will be perfect.We’ll come clean to Jack and Lauren and our families, and everything is going to work out.”
