She grabbed her purse before climbing out of the car. She’d gone with a light blue slip dress with spaghetti straps, and the cool wind made goose bumps pop up over her skin.
As she walked toward the door, her mind flicked back to her boss. At the way he’d been missing all week, like he was avoiding her.
But why was he doing that? Because he thought the kiss was a mistake? He shouldn’t. It was only a kiss, not a marriageproposal. Although, if she had the chance, she would absolutely kiss him again because, well, he was Noah.
She pushed inside the bar and encountered a thick crowd of people.
Jesus, was CJ’s always this busy, or just on Wednesdays?
She wove through the throng and found Cass at a standing bar table.
The other woman grinned at her. “Hi! You made it.”
“I did. Is it always this busy?”
“Pretty much, but especially on Wednesdays, when they do two-for-one jugs.”
Addie spotted the jugs of alcohol on the table and laughed. “You think we’re going to drink all of that?”
Cass lifted a shoulder. “We can try. Besides, Rhett’s been annoying me, so I need to blow off some steam.” Cass poured some of the alcohol into an empty glass and pushed it in front of Addie. “Whiskey Apple Cider Punch. It’s amazing.”
“Thanks.” She wrapped her fingers around the glass. “What’s Rhett been doing?” If Cass said anything even slightly resembling workplace harassment, Addie was going to Noah and Colt. Yesterday, Rhett had tried to write his number on her hand. She’d yanked her arm away so fast, she’d given the man whiplash.
She lifted the glass to taste her drink.
Cass lifted a shoulder. “We had sex, and now he’s being all distant.”
Addie choked on her punch. “You had sex withRhett?”
“Yeah. He was interested, and I hadn’t been laid in a while.”
Okay,thatmade her little kiss with Noah seem like nothing. “But you’re not dating?”
“God, no. He’s a man-child. But he was good in bed, so…” She shrugged before sipping her punch.
So, what? She’d have sex with him again?
Maybe it was the small-town girl in Addie, but this all sounded a bit out there for her. She took a big gulp of her own punch.
“So…” Cass started. “What about you? Dating anyone?”
“No. Just getting used to the new town.”
“Are you interested in anyone?”
Did Cass know? Of course not. She couldn’t.
“Because,” Cass said with a grin, “I’ve seen the way Noah looks at you.”
Air stalled in Addie’s lungs and heat bloomed in her cheeks. “What are you talking about?”
“Oh, come on, youhaveto have noticed. He does this thing where he looks at you and his eyes go this intense gray shade. It’s kind of adorable.”
“He’s my boss.”
“And?”
“And he’s older than me.”
