Parker laughed and held up his hands in a placating gesture. “I was just worried. Who’s going to man the Rural Trust booth?”
“Guess you’re going to have to put on your big-boy pants and do it,” I said. “I’m sure Kaitlyn will be happy to help.”
* * *
Thoughts of Kaitlynput me in a sour mood. I wasn’t sure why I cared. So what if Parker wanted someone like her? Screw Parker. Well, actually, I wasn’t going to screw Parker, even if I wanted to. Instead, I was going to cook. I had to make enough food to impress the town of Harrogate. Thankfully, Jasmine was letting me use her gorgeous kitchen.
“Good news, ladies!” I said as Jasmine welcomed me inside.
“You did it!” Jasmine shrieked. “You’re not a virgin!”
“Well, no. Not that. But I think I’m going to keep my job!” I flashed a double thumbs-up. “Eh?”
Erika rolled her eyes. “And here I wanted all the details on how he compared to the dildos.”
“You should just jump him tomorrow. Be really flirty,” Jasmine said as I followed her into the kitchen.
“No, don’t be flirty,” Erika insisted. “Be the sex kitten. Tell him all about how you used those dildos and thought about him.”
“Oh my god, no! I can’t! Parker and I finally have a good thing going,” I said.
“Yes! Build on the momentum!” Erika said excitedly as she poured me a glass of wine.
“I’m seriously not. I’m concentrating on my career. Losing the V-card is on the back burner.”
Jasmine shook her head. “You’re going to die a virgin.”
I took a long swig of wine. “One day I’m going to trip and fall right on a dick, and it’s going to be problem solved.”
* * *
We baked all night.Amelia, Jasmine’s wife, came back late from the office as we were cooking.
“Sorry we commandeered your kitchen,” I said.
“If there’s free food, then it’s all good,” Amelia said cheerfully.
Jasmine fed her a bite of mac ’n cheese.
“Tasty!”
Amelia had a weird expression on her face as she looked at me. I stopped slicing cheese, confused.
“Girl, did you seriously throw a bag of dildos at the Svensson brothers?”
“I didn’t throw them,” I shrieked. “They fell; it was an accident! I was hungover.”
Amelia collapsed on the floor, laughing. “The entire office was talking about it. That’s partly why I’m so late; we spent hours joking about it, and I didn’t get my work done!”
“I need to quit,” I said. “I’m going to move back to Georgia.”
“Don’t leave! We’ll miss you!” Erika said, hugging me. Jasmine poured me more wine.
“Don’t be embarrassed,” Amelia said, sneaking another bite of pasta. “That was a total dominance move. Just—were they big dildos?”
“They’re in my bag,” I huffed.
Amelia shrieked again in laugher when she looked into my purse.
