dinner?” she questioned him.
“Yes,” he barked.
“Don’t you mean you’ll have your chef whip something up for us?” she quipped.
“Bah! No chefs. It will be just you and me, Alanna Vella. I will whip something up for us,” he said as he mocked her tone. She loved how her name rolled off his tongue.
“You know how to cook?” she teased him and cracked a smile. He smiled with her and she nodded in agreement.
“So you’ll come?” he asked and stared into her eyes for an answer. His question was more like a statement of fact.
“Yes, I’ll come,” she replied and stroked her neck playfully. She felt his eyes on her as he stared down her every movement. She’d grown used to Alexander’s watchful, sexy eyes. While she wouldn’t admit it to anyone, his looks made her feel like a goddess to be admired so.
When she caught on to what he meant, she began to stammer before excusing herself. She scurried out of his office as quickly as she walked in. She returned to her desk and sat down as she bit her lip in contemplation
Alanna thought back to when she visited Alexander’s apartment and what it felt like to be on the inside. It was elaborately decorated and upscale, unlike the apartment she shared with Roman and Alyssa, which was decidedly pro-toddler. The entirety of his place overwhelmed her to the point where she thought he was a rich politician or a gangster. She’d laughed off both presumptions of the man and decided that she wanted to figure him out on her own.
She left work, determined to find something spectacular to wear for her dinner date, even if they were dining in. Alanna went home and pulled her new dresses from the closet. She had already worn two of them, but that still left the remaining little black dress. She wondered if it might be too much to wear to his home.
“Whatcha up to?” Alyssa barged in to her bedroom and took in the dresses.
“Trying to find something to wear.” Alanna wasn’t sure she was ready to tell her sister everything.
“You look frustrated,” Alyssa noted as she saw her distraught look.
“Yeah, a little,” she said in response.
“Is it about your boss?”
Nodding her head, “Yea, he’s invited me to dinner at his place and I…”
“I knew it!” Alyssa exclaimed, interrupting her. “Alexander does like you! Wait, you said his place? He’s cooking?” The excitement in her voice was becoming contagious.
“I teased him about having someone else do the cooking, but he said it would be him.”
“Okay,” Alyssa seemed to study Alanna’s face.
“What?” Alanna asked her.
“I don’t get it. He wants to cook for you and you look like you’ve lost your best friend,” Alyssa cracked at her sister’s expense. “Isn’t this a good thing?”
Pointing to her closet. “I bought three new dresses for Miami and I already wore two of them. That leaves that one…” she emphasized with her hand. “Is it too much to wear to his place? I mean, if we were going out, it would be okay, but…I don’t want him to get the wrong idea. Actually, that’s not true. I want him to get the right idea. Arghhh…this is all too much,” she finished as she collapsed on the bed.
Lying down on the bed next to her, Alyssa took her hand. “Why is it all too much? You have a gorgeous billionaire wanting to cook for you. I think the dress is perfect.”
“But he’s my boss,” Alanna replied in frustration. “I know I keep saying it but you know how hard it was to find this job. And I just don’t know what to think of him. One minute he’s oh so very hot and the next, he’s aloof. At least, he’s been good about his behavior at the office…there’s just so much unknown and office romances never seem to work out.”
“Deep breath, sis. Why don’t you start with dinner and then see what happens?” Standing up, Alyssa walked over to the black, lace dress and held it up to the mirror in front of her. “If anything, when he sees you
“Yes,” he barked.
“Don’t you mean you’ll have your chef whip something up for us?” she quipped.
“Bah! No chefs. It will be just you and me, Alanna Vella. I will whip something up for us,” he said as he mocked her tone. She loved how her name rolled off his tongue.
“You know how to cook?” she teased him and cracked a smile. He smiled with her and she nodded in agreement.
“So you’ll come?” he asked and stared into her eyes for an answer. His question was more like a statement of fact.
“Yes, I’ll come,” she replied and stroked her neck playfully. She felt his eyes on her as he stared down her every movement. She’d grown used to Alexander’s watchful, sexy eyes. While she wouldn’t admit it to anyone, his looks made her feel like a goddess to be admired so.
When she caught on to what he meant, she began to stammer before excusing herself. She scurried out of his office as quickly as she walked in. She returned to her desk and sat down as she bit her lip in contemplation
Alanna thought back to when she visited Alexander’s apartment and what it felt like to be on the inside. It was elaborately decorated and upscale, unlike the apartment she shared with Roman and Alyssa, which was decidedly pro-toddler. The entirety of his place overwhelmed her to the point where she thought he was a rich politician or a gangster. She’d laughed off both presumptions of the man and decided that she wanted to figure him out on her own.
She left work, determined to find something spectacular to wear for her dinner date, even if they were dining in. Alanna went home and pulled her new dresses from the closet. She had already worn two of them, but that still left the remaining little black dress. She wondered if it might be too much to wear to his home.
“Whatcha up to?” Alyssa barged in to her bedroom and took in the dresses.
“Trying to find something to wear.” Alanna wasn’t sure she was ready to tell her sister everything.
“You look frustrated,” Alyssa noted as she saw her distraught look.
“Yeah, a little,” she said in response.
“Is it about your boss?”
Nodding her head, “Yea, he’s invited me to dinner at his place and I…”
“I knew it!” Alyssa exclaimed, interrupting her. “Alexander does like you! Wait, you said his place? He’s cooking?” The excitement in her voice was becoming contagious.
“I teased him about having someone else do the cooking, but he said it would be him.”
“Okay,” Alyssa seemed to study Alanna’s face.
“What?” Alanna asked her.
“I don’t get it. He wants to cook for you and you look like you’ve lost your best friend,” Alyssa cracked at her sister’s expense. “Isn’t this a good thing?”
Pointing to her closet. “I bought three new dresses for Miami and I already wore two of them. That leaves that one…” she emphasized with her hand. “Is it too much to wear to his place? I mean, if we were going out, it would be okay, but…I don’t want him to get the wrong idea. Actually, that’s not true. I want him to get the right idea. Arghhh…this is all too much,” she finished as she collapsed on the bed.
Lying down on the bed next to her, Alyssa took her hand. “Why is it all too much? You have a gorgeous billionaire wanting to cook for you. I think the dress is perfect.”
“But he’s my boss,” Alanna replied in frustration. “I know I keep saying it but you know how hard it was to find this job. And I just don’t know what to think of him. One minute he’s oh so very hot and the next, he’s aloof. At least, he’s been good about his behavior at the office…there’s just so much unknown and office romances never seem to work out.”
“Deep breath, sis. Why don’t you start with dinner and then see what happens?” Standing up, Alyssa walked over to the black, lace dress and held it up to the mirror in front of her. “If anything, when he sees you
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