Chapter Thirteen
He still hadn’t kissed her, because he’d had to make a list of all the reasons this was such a bad idea. She was his employee, and he was her driving instructor, and the fact was that she was only eighteen and he was ten years older than her. Okay, that was a significant reason, but he crossed it out anyway. Actually, she was about to be a former student, considering Janet was now administering Scarlett’s driver’s test, and here was Emmett, the wreck, pacing and waiting for Scarlett to return with her results.
He’d expected her to be nervous, to be hysterical, and he’d expected to have to pull her aside and calm her, a task that he couldn’t deny excited him. It was a line he hadn’t crossed but one he realized he didn’t want to exist anymore.
This morning, though, Scarle
