Page 44 of Her Paramedic
“I’m going to need you to let us clone you.” She paused, looking over to Talia’s station. “She went to her office a few minutes ago. I’ll take you back there.”
Slate followed her through the salon, nodding at a few stylists who smiled at him as he did. He knew their names from stories Talia told him about what happened when he sent her things, but he didn’t know their faces. He only put a face to Monique because she worked at the front desk.
She knocked on the door, and when Talia called them in, Monique stated, “Delivery.” And opened the door.
Talia looked up as he stepped inside the office, and Monique closed the door behind him, leaving them alone.
“Hey, baby. What are you doing here?” she asked, standing from behind the desk.
“I wasn’t missing your birthday, gorgeous,” he replied, handing her the vase and kissing her.
“We celebrated over the weekend.”
“No, we celebrated Valentine’s Day.”
Talia smelled the flowers before placing them on her desk. “You have to work tonight, though, don’t you?”
“I did, but I asked one of the PRNs to take the shift. I don’t go in until tomorrow night. I’m yours tonight.”
She smiled at him. “I like how that sounds. What’s in the box?”
“This one,” he told her, taking the smaller box on top. “Is for you, and these are for your employees,” he responded, lifting the other box.
Talia opened the box he handed her and smiled at the large cupcake, doing a little shimmy. “Oooh, red velvet. My favorite. It was also sweet of you to bring something for them.”
“I’d like to take you out tonight to celebrate.”
She gave him that beautiful smile. “I would like that, baby. My last appointment is in half an hour and should only take a little over an hour and a half.” She put the cupcake down, pulled her keys from her purse, took her house key off, and handed it to him. “You can go to my house.”
He took the key and passed her the cupcake box. If she finished in the next couple of hours, it would work perfectly for what he had planned, and now he’d be able to do a little extra.
“You know, they have a field day every time you send me something. I’m sure they won’t know how to act with you bringing them something,” Talia stated, and Slate chuckled.
“Monique did ask if I’d let them clone me.”
“Absolutely not. I forbid it.”
He laughed. “Trust me, they’d be disappointed if they did, because every version of me wants you.”
“Such a smooth talker.”
“One that speaks the truth,” he responded.
She smiled at him, teasingly shaking her head. “Come on. Let’s give the ladies their cupcakes so they can gush over you even more,” she responded with a playful eye roll.
Slate opened the office door, and as she passed by him, he refrained from smacking her on the ass. He had all night to do that. She took the box to the front desk before turning to the salon.
“Slate brought cupcakes for my birthday. They’re here if anyone wants one.”
“Aww,” a stylist stated. “Your hubby brought his side chicks cupcakes.”
The women laughed, and Talia raised a brow. “I need all of you to get a man.”
“Seriously, thank you for the cupcakes,” a different stylist stated.
“No problem,” Slate responded. He turned to Talia. “I’ll see you when you get home.”
He kissed her, and the women in the salon began to whistle and hoot. He chuckled while Talia stated, “They’re amused about the smallest things.” Before giving him another kiss.
