it from here,” I said and wheeled the cart inside before closing the door.
“It’s his job to bring the food in and see if we need anything else,” Sloane pointed out and made her way to the cart.
“Then he should be grateful for the break,” I chuckled and almost groaned when the smell of a perfectly seasoned hamburger hit my nose.
“This one’s yours,” she murmured and attempted to move the plates around like they were on a merry-go-round.
“Oh, for fuck’s sake, Sloane. I had my face buried in your pussy several times last night and once this morning. You can touch my damn hamburger,” I blurted.
“I can’t believe you said that,” she gasped with mock indignation. Then, she took a huge bite of her burger and groaned, calling my cock to attention once again.
“You’re gonna have to cut that shit out,” I grumbled.
“Cut what out?” she asked innocently.
“Oh, I don’t know,” I said exaggeratedly. “Could it possibly be the sex noises you’re making while you eat?”
I watched her while she brought the burger to her mouth for another bite. “I think that bun is bigger than your face. Or it was before you started eating it.”
She looked down at her hamburger and cocked her head to the side. Then, the little shit grabbed the top of my bun and would have shoved it in my face if I hadn’t caught her hand before she could. “The fuck?”
With her wrist still enclosed in my hand, she smirked. “I figured if it was bigger than your face, it would definitely be bigger than mine.”
I laughed and repeated the words she’d said to me the night before. “I don’t know what to do with you.”
“Treating me like a princess is always a safe bet.”
“Oh no, I’ve learned my lesson about making bets with girls,” I muttered and silently cursed Tatum. “Now, back to Heidi and Paige. You said you were here for work?”
She swallowed her food and slowly wiped her mouth before answering, which made me think she was either choosing her words carefully or she was coming up with a lie. “Yes, that’s right. I’m here to interview them, or at least one of them.”
“What for?” I asked bluntly.
“To help me accurately portray the characters in my upcoming novel.”
“You’re writing a book?” I asked in surprise.
“Yes, I am,” she said with a proud smile.
“What’s it about?” I was genuinely intrigued, and since I was never much of a reader, I fully blamed the bookstore for my sudden interest.
She grinned and shook her finger at me. “You’ll have to wait until it’s released like everyone else.”
“Hmm, let me think. If you’re here to talk to Heidi, and maybe Paige, for a character, I’m going to guess it has something to do with their relationship,” I said and paused when something else occurred to me. “When did you set up this interview? Because like I said, they’ve been gone for a while now.”
She sighed. “It didn’t work out with the first two applicants I chose. Heidi is my third attempt,” she explained and held her crossed fingers.
“If Heidi applied for the interview, wouldn’t the application have her contact information?”
“It did,” Sloane sighed and rubbed her forehead. “But it’s been well over a year since she submitted the form, and clearly at least her address has changed since then.”
“That seems like a long time between the application and the actual interview,” I prompted.
“Like I said, it didn’t work out with the first two. Admittedly, I didn’t do the prep work I usually do before traveling for an interview, which is why I’m scrambling to find her. I really don’t have time for this to end up being a wasted trip.”
Fuck. It dawned on me that she had no idea about what happened between Paige and Heidi, and I was going to have to be the one to tell her.
7
“It was a stupid move on my part. I made an impulsive decision because I was frustrated as hell at having to start again. So, now I’m here, and I can’t find Heidi or Paige. And, yes, it would be easier to move on, but I really feel like Heidi is the one,” I shared, solidifying my explanation by ending with a true statement.
“Well then, I wish you the best of luck.”
“Oh!” I gasped excitedly. “Maybe you can help me! Do you have her phone number?”
“What?” he asked and suddenly leaned forward.
“You were her employer. You should have her number or have access to it. Will you