cheese dressing and a pasta pr imavera. Oh yeah, and a diet coke. I need a soda with some caffeine today.
“Do you really think the weather will be that bad? I’m planning on coming to work tomorrow. I h aven’t missed a day in three years.” Regina sat back in her chair and looked up into his light eyes.
“Even if you and I show up for work, as we always do, a few of the weenies downstairs have already told me they’ll be taki ng a personal day if we’re open,” he informed her. “This sucks. We were killing it with our numbers for the month. Everyone was all fired up yesterday for the sales raffle and the cocktail party, and now all they’re talking about is the weather.”
“There’s something in the air,” Regina said with a distant stare.
“What is up with you? Are you on some kind of medication?” Reddick looked at her sideways.
“No, I don't know. I think I need to go grab a coffee and wake up. I didn't sleep a lot last night.” R egina's eyes zoned in on the stone.
“I didn't sleep much either. I finally just got up and took a cold shower and went for a quick workout at the gym. I had a little extra time so I hit Swanson's on the way in. Speaking of which, did you eat a piece of the choc olate yet?”
“No, I did not. A cold shower, huh? Someone have you up late last night?” Regina ’s eyebrows danced up and down.
“Hardly. I actually didn't even go out last night. I went to bed early. I just had a lot of crazy dreams.” Reddick scooped up the menu.
“Me too! It must be the full moon and this storm. Serena would say it has something to do with the tides. Whatever it is, I’m feeling the effects today.”
Regina didn’t notice, but her shirt started to slide off her shoulder while she was talking. Probably b ecause she wasn’t sitting up straight. The lace from her bra strap was painted like a white line across her deeply tanned skin.
Reddick’s eyes couldn't help but focus on the curve of her neck as it disappeared into her shoulder. He pictured himself gliding his tongue in the divot just above her co llarbone. He felt himself starting to grow thick in his pants.
He cleared his throat and pointed at her shoulder. “You’re losing something there.” He made sure the menu was covering the front of his pants. He knew how to control himself much better than that. His body’s response to Regina’s shoulder caught him off guard.
Regina looked over and adjusted her shirt. She didn’t notice his reaction, but wondered what he thought about her lacey bra peeking out. He normally would have made an offhanded comment, but not this time.
“We should eat lunch up here in the small conference room. I don't feel like watching those vultures scarf down lunch t oo. Breakfast was enough for me,” Reddick suggested.
“That's real nice… but in itself true. What is wrong with these people? You would think they never saw a bagel before.” Regina laughed a little.
“We can say we’re having a closed meeting. Actually, we don't have to lie either. We can start to di scuss our ideas for that presentation.” Reddick was glad the discussion about breakfast distracted him from being aroused.
“Oh crap, I almost forgot. I never even brought home the stuff everyone came up with at the meeting yeste rday. We were supposed to go over them last night. Did you look at your half?”
“No, I left them in my car. It never even crossed my mind last night. This morning I was busy carr ying breakfast. I didn't even think to bring them in.
“Maybe I will go grab them out of the car while we are waiting for lunch. Maybe someone has an umbrella down there.” Reddick tossed the menu on his desk and ran downstairs.
LUNCH ARRIVED AND everyone was glad to be spared going out in the bad weather. Regina wasn’t thrilled to hear that a few appointments had been canceled , but remembered Serena said safety first.
Reddick told Regina if she grabbed utensils, he would carry up their
“Do you really think the weather will be that bad? I’m planning on coming to work tomorrow. I h aven’t missed a day in three years.” Regina sat back in her chair and looked up into his light eyes.
“Even if you and I show up for work, as we always do, a few of the weenies downstairs have already told me they’ll be taki ng a personal day if we’re open,” he informed her. “This sucks. We were killing it with our numbers for the month. Everyone was all fired up yesterday for the sales raffle and the cocktail party, and now all they’re talking about is the weather.”
“There’s something in the air,” Regina said with a distant stare.
“What is up with you? Are you on some kind of medication?” Reddick looked at her sideways.
“No, I don't know. I think I need to go grab a coffee and wake up. I didn't sleep a lot last night.” R egina's eyes zoned in on the stone.
“I didn't sleep much either. I finally just got up and took a cold shower and went for a quick workout at the gym. I had a little extra time so I hit Swanson's on the way in. Speaking of which, did you eat a piece of the choc olate yet?”
“No, I did not. A cold shower, huh? Someone have you up late last night?” Regina ’s eyebrows danced up and down.
“Hardly. I actually didn't even go out last night. I went to bed early. I just had a lot of crazy dreams.” Reddick scooped up the menu.
“Me too! It must be the full moon and this storm. Serena would say it has something to do with the tides. Whatever it is, I’m feeling the effects today.”
Regina didn’t notice, but her shirt started to slide off her shoulder while she was talking. Probably b ecause she wasn’t sitting up straight. The lace from her bra strap was painted like a white line across her deeply tanned skin.
Reddick’s eyes couldn't help but focus on the curve of her neck as it disappeared into her shoulder. He pictured himself gliding his tongue in the divot just above her co llarbone. He felt himself starting to grow thick in his pants.
He cleared his throat and pointed at her shoulder. “You’re losing something there.” He made sure the menu was covering the front of his pants. He knew how to control himself much better than that. His body’s response to Regina’s shoulder caught him off guard.
Regina looked over and adjusted her shirt. She didn’t notice his reaction, but wondered what he thought about her lacey bra peeking out. He normally would have made an offhanded comment, but not this time.
“We should eat lunch up here in the small conference room. I don't feel like watching those vultures scarf down lunch t oo. Breakfast was enough for me,” Reddick suggested.
“That's real nice… but in itself true. What is wrong with these people? You would think they never saw a bagel before.” Regina laughed a little.
“We can say we’re having a closed meeting. Actually, we don't have to lie either. We can start to di scuss our ideas for that presentation.” Reddick was glad the discussion about breakfast distracted him from being aroused.
“Oh crap, I almost forgot. I never even brought home the stuff everyone came up with at the meeting yeste rday. We were supposed to go over them last night. Did you look at your half?”
“No, I left them in my car. It never even crossed my mind last night. This morning I was busy carr ying breakfast. I didn't even think to bring them in.
“Maybe I will go grab them out of the car while we are waiting for lunch. Maybe someone has an umbrella down there.” Reddick tossed the menu on his desk and ran downstairs.
LUNCH ARRIVED AND everyone was glad to be spared going out in the bad weather. Regina wasn’t thrilled to hear that a few appointments had been canceled , but remembered Serena said safety first.
Reddick told Regina if she grabbed utensils, he would carry up their
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