Go for Love by Laura Chapman

Author:Laura Chapman
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2020-04-28T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

“Yes!” Sarah fist-pumped the air and jumped to her feet to do a little dance. “Yes, yes, yes!”

“What happened?” Beck called out from across the room.

“Only the best thing ever.”

“What? Did you get a bunch of new prospective clients?”

Finishing her dance, Sarah flipped the laptop closed. “Better.”

“Did your competitor go under?”

If only. “Better.”

“You get a new investor?”

Sarah bit back a grin, trying not to let the excitement in her bubble over like a bottle of poorly popped champagne. “A very important piece of equipment just arrived.”

“New equipment.” Beck’s eyebrows flew up. “Don’t tell me you’ve decided to replace the server.”

“After all the work you did? Never.”

Well, not never. It would all have to be upgraded as the company grew and technology evolved. But Beck had created a masterpiece during the past few days. When she’d shown it off to Bryant and a couple of industry colleagues, they’d been suitably impressed. She’d been quick to brag about Beck’s work and promised to get them in touch with him for future projects. Just as soon as he finished her work.

“Then what is it?”

“If you’re at a pausing place,”—she fought yet another grin at the dirty look he sent her way—“I could show you.”

“If you keep putting me on breaks, this will never get done.”

“Liar. We both know you’re just doing the finishing touches.”

Beck grumbled under his breath, but set a tool aside and wiped his hands on a towel. “I can give you fifteen minutes.”

“I’ll take it.”

Sarah reached for his hand without thinking. The feel of his rough, warm hand pressed against her skin sent a jolt through her. Not the kind that came from carrying a charge from electrical wires or servers. But it was every bit as electrifying and completely exciting.

Holding hands was absolutely crossing a line. But as he linked his fingers through hers, Sarah decided there was no point in fighting it. Not when it felt so nice to walk hand in hand down an open corridor.

It felt better than nice. It felt right.

When all this was over, when his work was done and her company launched, maybe they could meet up for a coffee or a slice of pizza. They could hash everything out. Maybe she’d been too hasty breaking up with him years ago. Or maybe, the timing was finally right for them.

While she hoped that was the case, it was something she’d have to think about later. There was a more pressing, more urgent matter at hand. And it was now being installed in the office’s commons area.

As they reached the room, Sarah regrettably had to release Beck’s hand to sign for the delivery. She was practically bouncing on her feet while she did.

Beside her, Beck stared in confusion. “Am I really seeing what I think I’m seeing?”

“If you’re seeing an invaluable piece of office equipment, then yes.”

“It’s a foosball table.”

She coughed to cover a laugh. “It’s a place for my hardworking employees to unwind after a tough call. Or a place to connect with their co-workers when they need to brainstorm.

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