The Other Side of Greed (The Seven Sins #5) - Lily Zante Page 0,92

it will make things easier. The distance, both mentally and physically, will allow me to unveil to her who I am and what I had planned to do.

We walk back and I feel as if a heavy load has been lifted from my chest. As we get into the car, she tells me what a beautiful evening she’s had, and then she thanks me.

“Don’t thank me, Kyra. I wanted us to have a proper date. No more sneaking around.” My gaze falls on her lips and I want to kiss her wildly again.

“No more steaming up the windows?” she asks, a naughty glint in her eyes.

I want to steam up the windows not only in the car but in the shower, and the bathroom, and everywhere I have plans to take her. In the extended pause that follows, I can sense what she’s thinking, and when I don’t say anything, she asks, “Did you want to come back to my place?”

I want her to come back to my place, but after tonight, it might be too much for her to take in all at once.

“I have another date planned for you tomorrow,” I announce.

“Tomorrow?”

“Yes.”

“Another date?”

“Yes, so if you had plans for going to the factory and checking the supplies for the next food night, it’s not going to happen.”

She laughs. “I lead a sorry existence, don’t I?”

“You make a difference in people’s lives, and that is priceless, but you need to have some time to enjoy your life.”

“You sound like Simona.”

“That woman talks a lot of sense.”

“She’s also been eager for you and I to get together.”

“Has she now?”

“I believe she coaxed me into hiring you because you were young and good-looking.”

“We’ll have to break the good news to her.”

“Not yet,” Kyra cries. I understand her reticence at a workplace romance. “Maybe tell them around them time you announce that you’re leaving.”

“See?” I kiss her on the nose. “Another advantage of me going.”

“She’ll be upset, so will Fredrich, but not as upset as me.”

“I’m not leaving your life, Kyra. We’re only just starting.”

She gives me a smile that I can grow used to; that I want to see before I go to sleep and wake up to. I intend to be in her life still, it just depends on whether she will still want me in hers once I confess.

“Tomorrow,” I say, starting the engine. “I’ll pick you up around four. Does that work for you?”

“I’ve been forbidden from checking the storeroom, so I’m going to be free the whole day. You could come earlier …”

Her sultry tone sends a message straight to my cock. I harden at the suggestions that her words have prompted in my brain. I could so easily take her up on her offer to go back to her place now. It would satisfy this burgeoning need that has been eating me up ever since I saw her naked.

I glance at her. “Or I could pick you up at four, take you out, and bring you back to my place.”

“You … you’re going to ask me to come back to your place?”

“Unless you don’t want to.”

“Well, this is unexpected. I don’t know what to say.”

“Say ‘yes’.”

Chapter Forty-Three

KYRA

Brad drops me back home, and I can’t sleep.

I have a spring in my step. A smile permanently etched on my face. At this rate I’m going to need to staple my lips together to stop myself from grinning like a lovesick teen.

I lie in bed thinking of the helicopter ride and the sights of the city which I will forever see with new eyes because Brad showed it to me in a new light.

He’s leaving Redhill, but I am not as upset as I thought I’d be. Now that we we’re together, I can’t see anything pulling us apart.

Not surprisingly, I wake up late the next day, and then, because I have no idea of what he has planned, I panic. And then I panic some more when I remember that he is taking me back to his place and this could be the night.

I wonder what prompted that. He seems to be making an effort to rectify things. I look forward to having another insight into the enigma that is Brad Hartley.

I’m not prepped. I start to hunt around for my best underwear. I don’t have sexy lace and satin. My undergarments are practical. Decent. Sexy-ish, but not Victoria’s Secret worthy.

Brad taking me on that helicopter ride and then that upscale restaurant makes me stress even more. Do