Annoyed by Luke's comment, I quickly tried to save face. “Sure. Yeah. Professional," I said. “I'll be here tomorrow at 6 for an early morning run. We should work on your stamina."
“Sure, boss," he said and walked away.
All the way home, I replayed our conversations, the looks Luke gave me. Where did I go wrong? Did I misread his cues? I couldn't be sure. Something made Luke pull back.
When I told Michelle about it, she insisted I lay a big wet one on Luke when he wasn't prepared. I told her that was a little too bold for me. I reminded her that I needed the job so I could pay my share of the rent, not to mention my student loans, and she relented. I vowed to keep it professional so Daniel and I could profit. It would be hard to look and not touch though. Luke was just so smokin' hot. Y
