“Fuck,” I groan, kissing her again, deeper this time.“Screw work, let’s just go home now.”
Hannah laughs again.“We can’t just ditch work.”
“Yeah, we can,” I say, my mouth on her neck again.“I’m the fucking boss.We can do whatever we want.”
She pulls her arms from around my neck, her hands cupping my face as she looks up at me.“I love you.Yes, I’ll move in with you, but no, we cannot ditch work.”
I narrow my eyes at her, which only makes her laugh again and as much I do want to take her home and fuck her senseless, I also know she’s right.We can’t just walk out of here, the restaurant is fully booked tonight.
“Okay, fine,” I concede, letting out a dramatic sigh.“We’ll stay and work, but I swear, the second the kitchen is clear, we’re going home, no staff drinks.”
“You’re being awfully bossy and impatient tonight,” she whispers, brushing her lips against mine.
I nip her bottom lip.“That’s because I need to fuck you.Now.”
Hannah gives me a sexy as hell smile as one hand falls from my face and I hear the click of the door locking.“Think you can be quick?”
I raise a brow that only makes her laugh again.“You think I want to be?”
“No,” she says, chuckling as she shakes her head.“But we’ve literally got five minutes.”
I groan, dropping my head so my forehead rests against hers.“Not nearly enough,” I tell her.“But if that’s all you’re gonna give me right now…”
“It is,” she whispers.“For now…”
“Fuck,” I murmur, my hands moving to her pants.“I really fucking love you.”
A few weeks later, Hannah and I walk down the stairs of my loft, well our loft now that we are living here together.I literally packed up her stuff and moved her in the morning after I asked her, and even though it’s been a few weeks now, a lot of her boxes are still sitting unpacked around the place.
It’s not a huge place and it’s literally next door to where we work, but fuck I love having her live with me.One day maybe we’ll get something bigger or ask Tessa to design us a place to build somewhere, but for now, neither of us cares too much about the limited space.As long as we have a kitchen and a bedroom, we’re good.
“You nervous?”I ask, squeezing her hand as we make our way over to Somerville’s.
She looks up at me, a smile on her face.“A little,” she admits.“But I’m also excited.”
I tug her closer, throwing my arm around her shoulder as I drop a kiss to the top of her head.“It’s going to be amazing, babe.Your menu is excellent, and you’ve got this in the kitchen.”
She nods.“I’m going to miss cooking with you, though,” she adds, elbowing me in the side.
Chuckling, I give her another kiss.“Me too, but we still can from time to time.”
“As long as you remember when it’s at Somerville’s, I’m the boss,” she says, a teasing tone to her voice.
Stopping outside the staff entrance to the restaurant, I wrap my arms around her and pull her close.“Babe, you should know, you’re always the boss.”
“Pretty sure you were the one being bossy last night,” she whispers, her hand slipping down to squeeze my ass.
Grinning, I lean down to kiss her.“I love you,” I murmur against her lips.“You’ve got this tonight, okay?It’s going to be perfect.”
“Yep,” she says, giving me a nod.
At eight o’clock, I head into my office to change before making my way back over to Somerville’s.Everyone is already seated at the table we’ve reserved, and I slip into the last remaining seat next to Dylan.
“You seen her yet?”I ask after saying hello to everyone, knowing that Hannah has no clue we’ve all come in for dinner tonight.
“Nope,” Dylan says, shaking his head as he drops an arm around the back of Tessa’s chair, his parents, who I’ve now met on the other side of her.“We told Michelle not to tell her we were all here,” he says, tipping his head in the direction of the head server.
“Good,” I reply with a nod.
