window from the kitchen.
Willow reached for Jack’s plate of French toast and placed it on her tray.
“Well, I don’t get it,” Sue said, helping to get the food from the window. “With your two-toned hair, blue eyes, and pale skin, I’d swear you look like one of those starlets from the late forties. And what I wouldn’t give for your curves.” She slid her hands down her sides, emphasizing her straight figure.
“What? You want my bubble butt?” Willow wiggled her ass.
Sue frowned at her. “You know what I’m talking about. Round asses are in these days.” She placed the plate of toast on Willow’s tray. “Why don’t you ask them?”
Willow lifted the tray, balancing it on the palm of her right hand while steadying it with her left. “Which one?”
Sue’s hands flew to her hips. “Any of them. All of them. Just pick!”
“Don’t get all hissy on me,” Willow said. “I’ll think about it.” She made a tsk sound and started for the table of men.
“Okay, I’ve got some great food here, and I want to see you all lick your plates clean.” She began placing the food in front of them, the mingling aromas of the different dishes wafting up to her. Her tummy growled, letting her know that she hadn’t eaten yet.
“Sound like you need to have some breakfast yourself,” Jack said, taking his plate of French toast from her.
She opened her mouth to speak but stopped, her heart surging for three beats. With a strand of his shoulder-length, dark hair falling over his black-rimmed glasses, Willow could swear she saw something lurking in those creamy-brown eyes of his. Something smoky and hidden. A secret maybe. Then she blinked and the moment was gone. “Yeah,” she said, recovering. “I probably should grab a bite soon.”
Finished laying out their food, she straightened and held the tray against her chest. “Do you need anything else? More coffee?”
“Yes. Coffee.” Josh held up his cup, his intense eyes locked on her.
“I’ll be right back.” Why am I so hot? She turned away from the table and headed for the counter and the safety of distance. Slamming the tray down, she brushed her fingertips across her forehead, noticing how her hand was trembling slightly.
A hand came to rest on her shoulder.
Willow jumped, jerking away from the touch.
“Are you okay?” Sue frowned at her again.
“I’m sorry. I’m just…well, I don’t know what I am.” She took the coffee carafe from the coffeemaker. “Maybe I need a vacation.”
“Hmph. Maybe you need a date.”
Willow wrinkled her nose at Sue as she passed her on her way to the booth where the three men were. “Alrighty,” she said, refilling their coffee mugs. “How is everything? Good?”
There was a chorus of “mmm”s and “mm-hmm”s. All three of them nodded at her.
“I like to hear that.” She rested the carafe on the edge of the table. “Can I ask you boys something?”
“Sure,” Mikey said, the first of the three to swallow. “Ask us anything.” He smiled, his eyes sparkling and mischievous.
He’s definitely the joker of the group. “You three look so different from each other. Can I ask how you know each other? I mean, what brought the three of you together?”
The men looked at each other then back at her. “We work together,” Jack said.
Hmm . “Really? I mean, you all dress differently and everything. It doesn’t look like the three of you have anything in common at all.”
“We are computer techs,” Josh said, his voice deep and mellow. “Forever Systems hired us to completely install a full network in their company, whose main headquarters is here.”
“Huh.” Computer dudes. Which meant they were smart, but were they fun?
Jack chimed in. “The three of us met online and ended up forming our own tech company, J.J. & M. Large companies hire us to, well, to get them up to speed technically.”
Willow put her hand on her hip. “So, your jobs are temporary? Once you get whatever it is
Willow reached for Jack’s plate of French toast and placed it on her tray.
“Well, I don’t get it,” Sue said, helping to get the food from the window. “With your two-toned hair, blue eyes, and pale skin, I’d swear you look like one of those starlets from the late forties. And what I wouldn’t give for your curves.” She slid her hands down her sides, emphasizing her straight figure.
“What? You want my bubble butt?” Willow wiggled her ass.
Sue frowned at her. “You know what I’m talking about. Round asses are in these days.” She placed the plate of toast on Willow’s tray. “Why don’t you ask them?”
Willow lifted the tray, balancing it on the palm of her right hand while steadying it with her left. “Which one?”
Sue’s hands flew to her hips. “Any of them. All of them. Just pick!”
“Don’t get all hissy on me,” Willow said. “I’ll think about it.” She made a tsk sound and started for the table of men.
“Okay, I’ve got some great food here, and I want to see you all lick your plates clean.” She began placing the food in front of them, the mingling aromas of the different dishes wafting up to her. Her tummy growled, letting her know that she hadn’t eaten yet.
“Sound like you need to have some breakfast yourself,” Jack said, taking his plate of French toast from her.
She opened her mouth to speak but stopped, her heart surging for three beats. With a strand of his shoulder-length, dark hair falling over his black-rimmed glasses, Willow could swear she saw something lurking in those creamy-brown eyes of his. Something smoky and hidden. A secret maybe. Then she blinked and the moment was gone. “Yeah,” she said, recovering. “I probably should grab a bite soon.”
Finished laying out their food, she straightened and held the tray against her chest. “Do you need anything else? More coffee?”
“Yes. Coffee.” Josh held up his cup, his intense eyes locked on her.
“I’ll be right back.” Why am I so hot? She turned away from the table and headed for the counter and the safety of distance. Slamming the tray down, she brushed her fingertips across her forehead, noticing how her hand was trembling slightly.
A hand came to rest on her shoulder.
Willow jumped, jerking away from the touch.
“Are you okay?” Sue frowned at her again.
“I’m sorry. I’m just…well, I don’t know what I am.” She took the coffee carafe from the coffeemaker. “Maybe I need a vacation.”
“Hmph. Maybe you need a date.”
Willow wrinkled her nose at Sue as she passed her on her way to the booth where the three men were. “Alrighty,” she said, refilling their coffee mugs. “How is everything? Good?”
There was a chorus of “mmm”s and “mm-hmm”s. All three of them nodded at her.
“I like to hear that.” She rested the carafe on the edge of the table. “Can I ask you boys something?”
“Sure,” Mikey said, the first of the three to swallow. “Ask us anything.” He smiled, his eyes sparkling and mischievous.
He’s definitely the joker of the group. “You three look so different from each other. Can I ask how you know each other? I mean, what brought the three of you together?”
The men looked at each other then back at her. “We work together,” Jack said.
Hmm . “Really? I mean, you all dress differently and everything. It doesn’t look like the three of you have anything in common at all.”
“We are computer techs,” Josh said, his voice deep and mellow. “Forever Systems hired us to completely install a full network in their company, whose main headquarters is here.”
“Huh.” Computer dudes. Which meant they were smart, but were they fun?
Jack chimed in. “The three of us met online and ended up forming our own tech company, J.J. & M. Large companies hire us to, well, to get them up to speed technically.”
Willow put her hand on her hip. “So, your jobs are temporary? Once you get whatever it is
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