Four Sides of a Triangle_An Austen & Cufflinks Novel by Heather C. Myers

Author:Heather C. Myers [Myers, Heather C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-08-30T16:00:00+00:00

It’s raining and I’m late. Robert decided to wait until eight thirty this morning to ask me to get him some coffee from the Starbucks across the street from Swift Enterprises. I have to bite my tongue to stop myself from inquiring why he can’t just do it himself because it’s kind of my job to do things like this for him, but I do tell him it’s raining and as such, I’ll probably be a little late.

So here I am, standing in line at Starbucks, soaked because Robert’s phone call threw me for such a loop that I forgot to bring my umbrella with me. And I’m wearing a white collared shirt. It’s like I’m entering a corporate wet t-shirt contest or something, which is not what I want to be known for.

Robert has his quirks, but for the most part, he’s a typical guy and likes his coffee black. Obviously though, he’s pretty picky about where that black coffee is from. I never thought there was any difference – it’s just black coffee – but apparently, or at least in Robert’s mind, the difference is astronomical.

I get myself a hot chocolate because I’m cold and – oh my goodness, I pray that my nipples aren’t center stage, but I don’t think so because I’m wearing my Fredrick’s of Hollywood bra, but that means the royal blue is definitely showing through the white and I am so screwed – once both drinks are ready, I hightail it out of there. Except I’m going so fast that I slip on my way outside. Instead of face-planting the concrete, I crash into somebody, spilling coffee and hot chocolate everywhere, which means all over myself.

Shoot.

“Are you all right?” someone asks me and I realize that it’s the poor man I’ve crashed into.

He’s actually good-looking, I realize. He’s tall, maybe six feet tall, with really pretty blue eyes and a narrow face. His hair color is dirty blond and has a rosy complexion, his fair skin complementing his eyes quite well, if I do say so myself. His body is lean and tight, with broad shoulders and nice arms. He isn’t as muscular as Robert is, but he is taller, so I suppose that that equalizes everything. Or at least in my mind it does. He’s dressed nicely, in a white collared shirt and black slacks, and he has an umbrella so up until the point where I bumped into him, he was dry.

“I’m so sorry,” I tell him, taking advantage of the hand he’s offered me and allowing him to help me up.

His hands are soft.

“You’re all wet,” he comments, looking down at my torso. Which just happens to be covered in coffee and hot chocolate stains, and transparent, and I’m wearing my royal blue Fredrick’s of Hollywood bra. At least my nipples can’t be seen because I wouldn’t know what to do.

“I forgot an umbrella,” I say dumbly. Oh my gosh, my hair is probably stuck to my face and the ponytail I put it in is probably getting tangled.

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