“Are you angry?”
I startle, surprised at her question. “Angry? About what?”
“About how your life started out. The cards you were dealt.”
“Doesn’t do any good to be angry.”
“Maybe not, but it might make you feel better.”
Her pale green eyes suddenly widen, and she stands up.
I look at her warily. “What are you up to now?”
“I have an idea for our next date.”
“Date? Didn’t know we had one scheduled.”
“We do now.” She bounces around the office.
I smile. It’s pretty cute, especially with her little belly bopping around.
“When and where?” I’m determined to win her over in any way I can, so it’s not like I’m going to decline.
She grins. “Tomorrow. We’re taking off work. Both of us.”
I raise an eyebrow. “What should I wear?”
“Casual and comfy,” she answers, quickly exiting the office as if to go and plot.
What is she planning, and why am I so excited about it?
The next morning,I’m freshly showered after the gym and wearing a t-shirt and a pair of black sweats when Olivia shows up at my house.
She wears sneakers and a pair of high-waisted shorts that hug her curves and accentuate her baby bump. Her dark hair is swept back in a high ponytail that shows her pretty face.
It’s adorable, and I want to grab her and kiss her and never let her go.
“Are you ever going to tell me where we’re going?”
She shakes her head. “Nope.”
I sigh but head outside and get into her sedan.
The door doesn’t close quite right, and I grunt when I shut it.
“You need to get that fixed.”
“I need a new car. I’ve just been so busy.”
“I'll buy you one," I say easily, and she blinks at me.
“You're offering to buy me acar?”
I grin. “Why not? You’re my employee, and you need reliable transportation to work.”
She snorts out a laugh. “And you’re going to pretend that’s the reason?”
I look as innocent as possible. “Whatever do you mean?”