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"Don't wrap things up on my account. I can wait."

He looked at Becky for the first time since they arrived. "Take Alexis to my office. Get her something to drink. I'll be there in a minute."

"Come on, his office is over here." Becky took Alexis's arm and steered her to a set of wooden, double doors.

Jack's office was large and sterile. A big, wooden desk dominated the center of the room. Two leather guest chairs sat in front of it and a grand, leather chair sat behind it. A bar was set up in the corner. A comfortable looking couch with a large wooden coffee table made up a little sitting area. A few pieces of artwork hung here and there. And that was it. Not one trace of anything personal. No pictures or memorabilia. Not even a nameplate on the desk. It could have been anyone's office.

"Have a seat." Becky waved to the couch. "What can I get you to drink?"

"Just some water, would be nice," Alexis said, taking a seat. Yes, it was as comfortable as it looked.

Becky disappeared behind the bar coming back out with a bottled water. "Here you go. I'll be in my office right next door if you need anything else."

"Thank you, Becky. This should be fine," she said, indicating the bottle she held in her hand.

Jack walked in as Becky was leaving. He nodded to her, shutting the office door behind him. "Tell me what's going on," he said, taking a seat next to her on the couch.

"Well," Alexis looked down and picked invisible lint off her skirt. She didn't know why she was so anxious all of a sudden when, not five minutes ago, she was so excited. Maybe, she was worried she wouldn't get the reaction from Jack she was hoping for.

He captured her fidgeting hand and lifted her chin with his finger, "Tell me," he said, softly.

"I talked with my manager at the dealership today. I'm going to start selling cars. With the extra money I'll make on commissions, I was able to quit my job here. I won't be waitressing anymore."

Jack was silent for a moment before he said, "If selling cars makes more money with fewer hours, why didn't you do this before?"

"I couldn't take the chance of not selling enough cars to pay my bills." She gave his hand a squeeze. "But for you, I'm willing to take that chance. If it eases your mind that I'm not running around half naked where guys can hit-on me, then that makes me happy."

He closed his eyes, took in a deep breath, and let it out slowly. He laid his forehead to hers and moved the hand, holding her chin, to the back of her neck, holding it tight. He took another deep breath before saying quietly, "Thank you, baby. You don't know how much what you did means to me." Then he placed the softest of kisses on her lips.

Alexis felt a tear slide down her cheek.Thatwasexactlythe response she was hoping for.

"So does that mean you're mine tonight?"

"Tonight and any other night you want me," she giggled.

"I want you every night, silly girl." He stood and led her to the door. "I say, we go celebrate. Dinner and dancing?"

"I'm not really dressed for a celebration."

"A problem easily fixed." He kissed her on the nose. "Trust me. Becky!" he yelled.

Becky popped her head out of her office. "Yes, sir?"

"Call down to Enchanted, and let them know we're coming," he said, briskly.

"Doesn't she get to go home?" Alexis asked, knowing it was at least eight o'clock.

"Don't worry about Becky. She gets paid extremely well."

"Is she married?"

"No. Divorced."

"Did that happen before or after she started working for you?"

He stopped walking and looked down at her, frowning in thought. "After, I believe."

"Uh huh," was all that needed to be said.

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