employees work here. It sets the wrong example.”
“Kiss me once, like you mean it, and I’ll try to behave for the rest of the day.”
“I kissed you like I meant it this morning. In the bedroom and in the shower. Be satisfied.”
Jake’s eyes ran up from her toes, a slow perusal of her body, lingering on her chest, before meeting her gaze. “Love. Have you seen yourself? Doubt I’ll ever be satisfied.”
Her phone vibrated and she grinned as she answered it. “This is Cassie.”
“Cassie, hey, it’s Leroy. I just wanted to get back to you on the procurement manager job offer.”
Leroy. She’d interviewed him last Thursday and made the job offer Friday, giving him the weekend to think it over. “I’m hoping this is a good news call.”
“It is. I’d be thrilled to take the job. I have to give two weeks at my current job, and I wondered if we could meet up today to sign the paperwork.”
Cassie silently pumped her hand in the air. “I can definitely make that work. Can you be at the office, say, around four?”
“Yeah. That totally works. See you then.”
“Definitely. And welcome aboard.”
Cassie hung up her phone and slipped it back into her pocket.
“Good news?” Jake asked, placing a coffee in front of her.
“The best. A guy I interviewed just accepted the procurement job. He’s not a construction guy, but his procurement experience is so strong I think he’ll pick it up in five minutes. What a great way to start the day.”
Jake raised an eyebrow. “I would have thought the two orgasms two hours ago were better.”
“Oh, God. Are you going to be like this all day? Because we need to focus.”
“I’m focused on you. How about that?”
Cassie crossed her arms and tried to be serious. “I need you to focus on the sequencing of the interior installation of the new distillery, not me.”
Jake’s laughter filled the room. “Fine, fine. I’ll give the distillery plan my full attention and try to limit the number of times I check out your ass.”
“Here’s what we’re going to do. First, we’re going to figure out your production bottlenecks and then focus on the ones the new building eases. I figured everything will flow from there.”
She handed Jake the pen. “That’s a blown-up floor plan of the new distillery. I thought you could ring the current bottlenecks in order.”
Jake took it from her and studied the layout he’d been involved in designing. “How do you want to handle the connections? Like, it goes from the still through the pipes into the bottling right now. So, is that one bottleneck, the whole thing?”
Cassie studied the plan. “Does it have to be? Is there a way to have short-term disruption to travel between sites? Like, can you distill it in the new building and bottle it in the old?”
Jake tapped the marker pen against his lip. “It’d be a pain in the ass, but we could.”
“So, I think we start there. Let’s start with the installations separate from each other and make a decision later if it would be false economy.”
As Jake started to mark up the floor plan, Cassie made a note of the question on a sticky note and slapped it on the wall.
“Don’t you do all this in software?” Jake asked.
“Normally, yeah. But I figured you’d see it better this way. The project management software isn’t super intuitive, and I know you’re a visual person.”
Jake bit his lower lip as he checked out the smooth rise of her breasts.
Cassie groaned. “Not that kind of visual person, Jake.”
He looped his arms around her neck and looked down between them to the V of her T-shirt. “I think they’re very connected,” he said gruffly.
Playfully, she pushed him away. “Focus. Bottlenecks, remember.”
He stole a chaste kiss, a quick brushing of lips, which still left her wanting more. “Are you always this bossy?”
“I like to call it productive.”
As Jake resumed marking up the plan, Parul, the roofing lead, walked into the tasting room. “Heard you were looking for me, Cassie.”
“Yeah,” she said, stepping away from Jake. “I checked out the roof progress this morning. I thought we agreed that the framing was to be finished over the weekend, but it looked like it was only about seventy percent done.”
Parul removed his hard hat and ran his hand through his hair. “Yeah. But two guys didn’t show on Sunday.”
“Who were they?”
“Nelson and Georgie. Georgie called in. His mom fell, needed to take her to the hospital. Nelson says he forgot