He stepped into the office. “And how much I’d love to wreck you.”
She tipped her chin down and peered at him through her lashes. “Church…”
Stepping up to the desk, he set the food on it. Then he planted his hand on it and leaned over her. He pitched his voice low. “That blouse would look better on my floor. Those trousers can hang from the ceiling fan.”
She threw her head back in a laugh.
The corner of his lips tugged up in a crooked grin. “And I won’t stop until your hair’s a mess and you’re screaming my name.”
Her chest heaved once. Her voice came out as a low, honeyed rasp. “Well, that can be arranged.” She swallowed, delicate throat working. “After work, of course.”
“Mm.” He pushed off the desk and straightened.
She turned her attention to the container and the water. “What’s this?”
“Lunch.”
She blinked. “Where’s yours?” They’d been having lunch together all week.
“I have some errands to run.” His heart gave a hard thud at his lie.
Leaning forward, she reached for the container with a playful roll of her eyes. “And so it begins.”
He dropped a kiss between her brows and shot her a grin as he walked out of her office and straight into Gabe’s.
He closed the door and strode over to shut the blinds.
Gabe kicked back in his chair. “Please. Make yourself at home in my office.”
With the room cast in a dull gray and nobody able to see inside, he dropped into the chair across the desk.
“I don’t think you understand.”
Gabe’s brow arched. “Enlighten me.”
He fought for the words. They came out slow and stilted at first. “I’ve barely dated. And I’m about to…”
Gabe stared at him expectantly.
“Oh, hell.” He yanked the little box from his pocket and set it on the desk. “I’m about to propose.” His voice sounded like he’d swallowed four of the five diamonds that encircled the two-carat center stone. And the platinum it was set in too.
Gabe’s other brow shot up to join the first. He grabbed the box and popped it open. “Damn, brother. No wonder you’re shaken. Say no more. I’ve got your six. What do you need?” He closed the box and set it down again.
“I want to propose at sunset. I have it all set up.” He explained the plan that he’d gone through in his head so many times that he had it all laid out perfectly.
When he finished, he saw by the look on Gabe’s face that the plan sounded just as good out loud.
Gabe darted a glance at the door. “I saw you leaving with a box of ground spray paint out earlier today. What’s that for?”
“I needed a couple cans to execute my plan. Take it out of my salary.”
Gabe chuckled. “Where is Zee now?”
“In her office eating lunch.”
“You can’t expect her to accept you on an empty stomach.”
“Exactly.” He groaned and scrubbed a hand over his face.
