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as we left the hotel and he brought me down to his rental car.

“Where are we going to eat?” I asked, feeling the need to fill the silence that existed between us since I’d made a run for my makeup bag.

“Over to my mother’s house,” Tom said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

I didn’t know if that made the situation better or worse. Going out to a restaurant would have its own pressures and would feel very date-like. But this was going into her home. It was even more personal.

Trying to think through all of that made me even more nervous as we drove for her house. I couldn’t help but wonder if any of Tom’s brothers would be there, but I didn’t want to ask. It would certainly feel less intimate if they were.

“Here we are,” Tom said a few minutes later when we pulled up in front of an adorable house that looked like belonged in a Christmas movie. It should be perpetually draped with twinkly lights and dusted with a soft snow.

A pleasant-looking woman opened the door before we even made it all the way up onto the porch.

“Tom!” the woman, who I could only assume was his mother, gushed. “I’m so glad you’re home.”

“Hey, Mom,” he said, walking up to her and giving her a hug. He stepped back and gestured to me. “This is Amanda.”

I wanted for him to define who I was, ready to use that to gauge what he was thinking about me and this meeting. But he didn’t. It was entirely possible she already knew who I was because he’d told her I was coming over. Yet it still felt significant somehow.

“Hello,” she said, smiling brightly at me. “I’m Susan. It’s so nice to meet you. Please, come on in.”

We went inside, and I immediately breathed in the incredible smell of something cooking.

“Something smells wonderful,” I said.

Susan waved her hand in front of her like she was brushing away the comment. “It’s just spaghetti carbonara and bread.”

“My mom bakes the best bread in the state,” he said.

Susan grinned and shook her head. “And Ristolli’s bakery down the road makes the best cannoli, which is why I picked some up for dessert.”

A big salad was already sitting out on the table when she invited us to sit down, and Tom served some up to each of us. We settled in to eat, and the nervousness faded away. It was an amazing meal with great conversation that gave me some new insight into my boss.

Including hilarious stories about when he was a little boy his mom delighted in telling and I delighted in hearing. Tom, not so much. But he was a good sport about it. Especially since us talking gave him free rein over the pasta bowl.

We went back to the hotel still laughing and joking from the pleasant evening spent with his mother. There were no more tripping incidents, but we shared a slightly lingering gaze as I closed the door to my bedroom. I got ready for bed with my heart beating a little faster. Maybe Emily was actually right.

13

Tom

I woke to the sound of the shower running and my body immediately reacted to the knowledge that Amanda would be naked under the spray. The very thought was enough to make my stomach churn and my cock twitch.

In order to try to brush the thought of water drizzling down her naked body, I sat up and grabbed my laptop, pulling it onto my lap. I opened the browser tab, and as usual the only page open at all times was my email. I began to do the daily routine of browsing through the various questions, complaints, and reports that filled my inbox to the brim every morning.

I was in the midst of a particularly mind-numbing report when my phone buzzed on the dresser beside me. I opened the lock screen to see a text from my PI.

Call me, it read.

I was just about to press the call button when the bedroom door opened across from me, and Amanda walked out in nothing but a towel.

My mind stopped operating, at least everything other than my eyes burning the image into my brain. Her hair was wet, and long strands whipped over her shoulder as she saw me and let out a little yelp. She grabbed at the towel, pulling it higher over her cleavage, and I noticed her skin was redder, flushed by the hot water. A