Page 58 of Hired By My Rich Baby Daddy 3

“And you’re beautiful.”

Her laughter faded as her cheeks reddened.

“Thank you,” she said softly.

“You’re welcome.”

She picked up her fork and returned her attention to her food, but the smile never left her face.

We sat there for a while longer, eating and talking about everything from her business to the plans she had for expanding. A few minutes later, she rubbed her stomach, leaned back in her chair, and unbuttoned the top button of her jeans.

“Ooh, I’m full.”

“I know you are. You damn near cleaned the whole plate.”

“And did.” She picked up her phone and checked the time. “I gotta get going, though. I have a few orders I need to handle at my office.”

“Let me come with you.”

Her eyebrows rose. “You wanna come to my office?”

“Yeah. I wanna see you in your element, the same way I want you to see me in mine.”

She chewed on her bottom lip for a moment as she stared at me.

“Okay,” she finally said. “Let’s go and that way we can talk about actually going on a date.”

I smiled as I closed my container.

She might not have officially agreed to be my lady yet, but I wasn’t worried.

“Wait, so the Italian restaurant wasn’t a date, and this wasn’t a date either?”

She smirked. “Nope. This was simply a session to get some straightening, and I didn’t know if I’d be throwing a cup of water, juice, or whatever the hell else in your face. Which is why I ain’t bother doing my makeup or putting on that nice dress you got me.”

“Damn, you a tough cookie, but it’s cool. I’ma crack yo’ ass though.”

She swatted at my arm as we stood up. “Boy, hush.”

She cut her eyes at me as we made our way outside laughing.

By the time Ozy and I made it back to his house after the interview, it was a little after eleven.

“Miss Noree!”

King shouted my name as soon as he came running toward me. Ozy was holding Oaklynn, so I bent down and opened my arms just in time for King to crash into them.

“Kingyyy!”

I hugged him tight before lifting him off the floor and spinning him around in a circle. His loud laughter filled the kitchen, making me laugh right along with him.

“Oh my God, I missed you!” I said as I finally placed him back on his feet.

“I missed you too. Where have you been? I was looking for you. I wanted to tell you thank you.”

I rested my hands on my knees so we could be at eye level. “Really? You wanted to thank me? What for?”

“For the painting. Thank you so much, Miss Noree. It’s really nice.”