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“Nice to meet you, but please call me Bekah.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Bekah. We are excited to have you here. I know it will be a big help and a weight off Beau’s shoulders.”

As Matt turned and headed out, he sent Bekah a small smile that had me biting back a growl. I directed my attention to the Little girl standing beside me. “I’m sorry we had to cut our interview short. Please, allow me to walk you out.”

“Oh no, that’s all right. I think I can find my way out. No need to keep your team waiting longer.”

“I promise, it’s not going to hurt them to wait at all,” I said, holding my hand in front of me, gesturing for her to walk ahead. My eyes drifted along her backside, dropping to admire her butt. She had a butt Daddies dreamed of spanking.

While I gave myself another mental smack for even having that thought, she headed out my office door. I made my way to the conference room where the team was waiting.

CHAPTER 6

REBEKAH

I held backmy happy dance until I was out of the view of Beau’s dreamy eyes. I couldn’t believe I had done it! I landed myself a job and couldn’t wait to start tomorrow!

Turning down the street, I skipped my way toward Beans and Things. Vic had told me to stop by after my interview and fill him in on all the details, so that was exactly what I planned to do. It felt so good to have a close friend again. My life had been dark for so long that I had forgotten what it meant to not be alone anymore.

Ding!

“Bekah girl! Grab a seat, I’ll bring over your coffee,” Victor shouted over the sounds of the espresso machine. Throwing up a thumbs-up, I dropped into the bean bag and did another little happy jig.

Things were finally starting to look up. “What’s got you dancing over here? Did you get the job?”

“YES!” I squealed! “He wants me to start tomorrow.”

I let out an oomph as Vic tackled me into a hug, careful not to spill our coffees. “I knew you could do it!”

I smiled because he was right. During a mini-spiral this weekend, he had reminded me that I was going to rock thisinterview and that Beau would be an idiot for not seeing just how great of an addition I would be to his company.

“This calls for celebration! I’ll be right back,” Vic said before dashing behind the counter again. A few moments later, he came back with a pumpkin and cream cheese muffin for both of us.

“So, what was he like?” Vic asked, interrupting my special time with my muffin.

“Who?” I sounded bemused, though I knew exactly who he was asking about.

“Don’t be daft, Bekah. We both know that you know I’m talking about Beau. What did you think of him? Isn’t he as hot as I said he was?”

I rolled my eyes. Of course, Beau was smoking hot. Vic wouldn’t lie about that kind of thing. I shouldn’t be thinking about my boss that way, though. “You know he is, Vic. He’s my boss, though. I’m not allowed to go there.”

Vic let out an exasperated sigh. “There’s nothing wrong with window shopping, Rebekah. No one said you had to jump his bones on the first day of work. At least make it to the second day.”

He kept a straight face for two seconds before busting out into giggles. “I’m kidding! For real, though, no one would blame you for going there.”

“I have no intention of hooking up with my boss, Victor. No matter how drool-worthy he is. That’s a recipe for disaster. We both know I can’t risk this job.”

Vic’s eyes softened at my words. Normally, I didn’t make it a habit to pour out my traumatic past on people, but it wasn’t like I could hide that part of my life from him. There was no hiding the pictures and the memorial I had created for her in my home. My sister wasn’t a dirty little secret.

“Enough about me, is there something you need to fill me in on?”

“If you are asking about McHottie, I haven’t seen him yet today. The shift is still young, though, so there’s still hope.”

I squeezed Vic’s hand before grabbing my coffee and taking a big sip. This was the perfect celebration treat. We settled into comfortable conversation as we waited for his break to come to an end.

Ding!

As a drop-dead gorgeous man walked in, Vic and I whipped our heads toward the door, and a small gasp fell from his lips. “That’s him!”