Page 37 of The Shy Waitress and Her Boss

Slade scowled. "Is it Humbug?"

Her eyes widened.How had he guessed?

The billionaire saw Kady's expression, and his lips tightened. "So is it him. He's been bothering you at uni, isn't he?"

"I—-"

"He probably tried making you feel guilty about dating me, hasn't he? He probably said something like you having no future with me, since I'm a lot older—-"

"You're not that old," Kady, sidetracked by her need to come to his defense, immediately protested.

"If he bothers you again," he said grimly, "call me, and I'll take care of it."

"But—-"

"Promise me, Kady."

She bit her lip. "I...promise." And just like that, she had lost the chance to tell him the truth.

Ten minutes later, and Slade was pulling his truck right in front of the university's main gates, and as soon as he helped her out of the truck, he had her against the door and his mouth closing over hers in a deep, hungry kiss.

Oh my.

Her toes immediately curled, and with a helpless little moan, Kady kissed him back.

When he lifted his head, Slade was satisfied to see her gaze full of yearning...for him.

Good.

He saw her hesitate before lifting her hand, and he kept still, curious to see what she planned. A moment later, and she was tentatively touching his beard—-

"It tickles."

"Does it?" He bent his head to nuzzle her cheek with it, and she giggled. Lifting his head again, he murmured, "If you want me to get rid of it—-"

Kady quickly shook her head. "No, of course not. I..."

His eyes laughed at her. "Go on."

She squirmed, and he smirked.

"I..."

Taking pity on her, he said lazily, "You like me however I look, is that it?"

His beautiful little chick blushed even as she nodded, and she was just too fucking adorable that he had to kiss her again.

After, Kady felt like she was still floating as she made her way to class. Slade was just so—-

"I never thought you'd be that kind of girl."

Kady came to a startled halt, and looking up, she saw Eric standing right in front of her. "Excuse me?"

"I saw you and your old man kissing—-"

"He's not my old man," Kady said patiently, "and you know it."

"Whatever." Eric's lips pursed in disapproval. "I saw the look on your face. Youneverlooked like that when I kissed you—-"

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