Filthy in a Suit
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“Whitman.” She ducks her head and seems genuinely pleased by the compliment. “Thank you. R.E. works hard to make things perfect for clients. Especially brides.” She looks out over the ‘enchanted library’ and says, “And the house is pretty special, too. That helps.”
“Will you be here all week?” I ask. I realize I’m holding my breath.
She doesn’t answer for a beat, but then she nods. And then offers, teasingly, “If they don’t fire me for yelling at the groom, sure.”
Crisis averted, we stand together another moment. It’s not awkward, exactly, it’s… this close to her, I find it hard to keep my eyes where they belong and not on her body. I can still smell a light vanilla and cream scent, and remember the feel of her skin in my palm. We’re standing close enough that if I lean forward a little bit more, I’d brush the edge of her chest. I’ve never stood next to a woman like this, someone I just met and had to literally remind myself not to touch her.
But I don’t think I’m imagining it when she turns in my direction and seems to sway, too. It’s slight, a moment, but we keep catching each other’s glance and the longer it lasts, I notice her eyes crinkle, the corner of her lips turn up. She breaks off the glance, but steps closer to me rather than away when she turns to talk to Joe.
“If you want to follow me, I can show you which door to use to head upstairs.”
Joe turns to follow her, but Emma’s eyes lower one more time as she walks past me, and it’s all the confirmation I need to know that this attraction is mutual.
I might have been a little worried about what we had in store this week, but things are definitely looking up.
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