Hand Tossed by Knox Abby

Author:Knox, Abby
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Author Abby Knox, LLC
Published: 2021-06-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Diana

When I arrive at work the following day, Leo is waiting for me in the kitchen with a mischievous look on his face.

“For the record, since I’m trying complete honesty now, I know nothing about making pizza,” I tell him.

“For the record, your skill level doesn’t matter; as you probably know by now, this promotion is a ploy to keep an eye on you.”

He hands out a white double-breasted jacket and I take it, saying, “Cherise is going to kill me for having the audacity to wear one of these.”

He raises one eyebrow while helping me button the buttons, and I explain that sister number four went to culinary school.

“Well, what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her,” Leo says. As he says this, his hand accidentally brushes against my breast. My cheeks explode with red, and I look down at our hands grappling with the large buttons, and I decide to not acknowledge what has just happened.

He definitely accidentally grazed my boob last night while saving me from choking to death, so maybe just get over it, Diana. Tell that to my hardening nipples, which only grow harder as I look down at our hands fussing with these buttons.

“I-I got it,” I say.

“Stop,” he chuckles, and the throbbing between my thighs says, yes, sir. Have at it.

Oh god, look at how capable his fingers are up close as he manhandles my silly jacket. He could toss me around the bed with those hands as artfully as he tosses pizza dough. Veiny, angular, and softened with black fuzz on the back. Leo’s hands might go slow buttoning me up, but I bet they could rip all these layers of clothing off me in seconds.

I shouldn’t be thinking these things while at work. I have to stop looking at those sexy hands, so I look at Leo’s face. He’s so close there’s nowhere else to look. Leo’s thick brows knit together in concentration, and I have to stop myself from gasping when I notice just how clear and lovely his skin is. His expressive forehead sparks an urge in me to lean forward an inch and kiss him there. And then, the point of his tongue peeks out from between his lips in concentration.

“God, how many buttons are on this thing?”

Leo laughs. “There, done.” He smooths the fabric down my arms and meets my gaze. This time I gasp almost audibly at those intense eyes of his. His hands still rubbing down my arms, it feels like he’s daring me to look away.

“Time to make the pizza?” I say, a little bit raspy and a lot too sexy.

Leo’s teeth bite down on his bottom lip as he reaches up toward my face and moves a strand away from my eyes. “You got one of those things? To pull your hair back?”

Snapping back to reality, I nod. “Yeah. Yeah, I do.” I step away and catch my breath while I put my hair up in a top knot.

No surprise, Leo is a patient, gentle teacher when teaching the art of pizza dough.

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