What were they talking about? With Konrad so close to her, she couldn’t focus. All she wanted to do was lean in, kiss him as she had when they were last alone in his office. When he’d had her naked.
Konrad cleared his throat, startling her from her reverie. “No, I can’t.”
Scottie averted her gaze to the laptop keyboard, her mind on their conversation they’d had in the morning. Had he read her mind? Embarrassed, she said in haste, “Yeah, I know you can’t. You don’t have to say it again”
The moment he touched her wrist, she stopped typing. “What do you mean, again? I know for a fact the property can get much more. So no, I can’t consider it.”
Warming with even more embarrassment, she remembered her question about Bayou Sling Brewery. I’m such an idiot.
“Oh. Sorry. I was thinking of something else. Sorry.” Changing the subject, she continued, “Will you let them try to outbid Ortho-Sync if they can get more investors?”
“Of course. This is business after all. But I know they’ve tapped out and won’t get the capital.”
Scottie looked him square in the eyes when she’d contained herself. “Maybe you shouldn’t underestimate them.” She might have been thinking about herself, and not just the Bayou Sling Brewery.