Page 77 of Tasty Cherry

He squeezes my fingers.

I wonder if I will stay the night, and if I do, what I’ll do if I get caught sneaking back into our hall. I should have brought casual clothes, not something that too obviously looks like I went out.

But nobody saw me leave. No one would really know.

Sebastian touches the crease between my eyes. “What’s worrying you?”

“Just thinking about the hotel crew.”

“About them finding out about us?

Is there an us? I suppose there must be. It’s been a week. And we’ve been all over each other.

“Is this how it always is?” I ask him.

“What do you mean?”

“It’s been exactly one week, and we’ve had sex twice, made out in a security office, and did pretty serious stuff in a hallway.”

He laughs at that. “No, it’s not always like this.”

“What does it mean, do you think?”

“That we’re on the intense side?”

“Are we?” I have nothing to compare it to.

He turns to me, running his hand along my leg. “I think it’s means we’re a good match.”

“Even with all the complications?”

“Even so.”

I eat a few more bites before more questions erupt. “I know we’re going to try to be discreet, but what if we are found out? What happens then?”

“I’ll go to straight to Havannah and explain. Then we’ll probably meet with HR. You’ll probably be asked to come in separately.”

I can barely swallow my bite. “Separately?”

“They’ll want to be sure I’m not coercing you, or using my authority in any way. I would expect them to be sure.”

“Okay. What do I say?”

He squeezes my leg. “It will be okay, Mila. It’s a relationship, not a crime. I know I’m the head honcho or whatever, but in reality, it’s Raya who is your sole supervisor, and it’s Havannah who decides if you are promoted.”

“What if we break up?”

“That might happen. I guess we’ll do our best to be kind to each other. Maybe skirt each other at the hotel when we can, at least until the pain lessens.”

He would be in pain over breaking up? He already knows this?

“I’ve never broken up with anybody,” I say. “I mean, I dated a boy freshman year of high school, but technically, we never broke up. We just sort of stopped hanging out. There was no drama.”

“That’s the only relationship you’ve had? At age fourteen?”

I frown. “I ended up with good female friends. None of us dated much in high school.”

“And in college?”