Bossy Neighbor by Erika Lynn

Author:Erika Lynn [Lynn, Erika]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-05T08:00:00+00:00

KATE

My afternoon pick-me-up did nothing to quell my nerves. In fact, the extra caffeine was probably a bad idea. More wired than ever, I bounced through the rest of the workday, avoiding the surly Dante as best I could.

At least I was finally able to eat.

As soon as five o’clock rolled around, I packed my things and made a beeline towards the elevator.

I looked surreptitiously over my shoulder, making sure Mr. Tall, Dark and Broody didn’t somehow follow me out.

“Phew,” I said as the elevators opened and I ran inside, repeatedly pushing the close button like a crazy person, garnering a few stares from the others in the square metal box.

When I exited the building without running into Dante, I heaved a sigh of relief. In my heels, I slowed down my pace as I made my way to the bar Quinn worked at.

Only when I opened the door to The Tavern did I truly relax. With its brick archways, and low lighting, the ambiance straddled sexy and cool. Fortunately, I looked like I fit right in with my outfit, even if I didn’t feel it on the inside. While I didn’t lack confidence, there was always something about this place that seemed unreachable.

But it meant Quinn could rake in the tips as a bartender, serving middle-to-upper-class clientele.

Snagging the stool at the end of the bar, I nodded my head at Quinn when she peered over her martini shaker to give me a wink, letting me know she saw me arrive.

When she finally had a break in customers, she handed me a glass of Merlot and hunched over the bar so that we could talk privately.

“Not sure how long I have to talk, it’s getting pretty busy tonight,” Quinn said. Just then a group of colleagues walked through the entrance, laughing boisterously. “So, you have to tell me everything quickly.”

I spilled all the salacious details. My mouth ran a million miles an hour as I filled her in on me running late for our dinner, Dante switching our plans to eat at his place and the kiss that somehow occurred at the end of the night.

I palmed my chin in my hand, my gaze lost in the wine swirling in front of me. “But that’s not the worst part,” I said, speech suddenly failing me.

Quinn checked to make sure the newcomers were being taken care of by her colleague. An overwhelmed glance towards our side of the bar indicated that the other bartender did not in fact have it covered.

“Damn,” Quinn swore. “What happened? Hurry,” she motioned with her hand to have me get on with it.

“Well, I texted him this morning thinking I was texting you,” I started. Her eyes went wide. “I may have mentioned how swoon-worthy the kiss had been and how nervous I was to see him.” I cringed recalling the painful moment I realized it was Dante I had texted and not my best friend.

One loud snort emitted from Quinn, then she threw back her head and laughed.

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