“Go?” he offered, finishing my sentence when I trailed off. “I agree.”

I turned around and tiptoed out of the shed, only looking back when I heard the click of the door shut.

“I’ll clean that up later,” he said gruffly. “Are we taking one car or two?”

“Two,” I replied quickly. A bit too quickly, judging by the way he raised his eyebrow. “I like to shop. Especially for plants. And pots. One might not be enough.”

The twitch of his lips said he knew that was bullshit just as much as I did, but he didn’t argue.

And so we took two cars.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN – MILES

Thank God she’d said two cars.

I wasn’t sure I could take being in one car with her right now.

Gabriella Hastings had to be the clumsiest person I’d ever met in my life. How she wasn’t walking around in a permanent cast, I had no idea. The last accident was fine, but this one…

Tripping over the shed doorway?

Jesus.

And the chaos that had ensued after…

Well, that was exactly why I was so thankful she’d suggested we take two cars. The last thing I needed was her sitting next to me in front of the work truck with the extra-large boot while I had a fucking boner.

Her and her stupid brown eyes and her stupid fucking pretty dresses and her even stupider bloody lips.

I was having nightmares about kissing her. Nightmares because I knew it was impossible. There was no way, despite our newfound friendship, that it would be appropriate for me to kiss her.

She was my boss’s daughter. She was technically kind of my employer. She was out of my league.

She was driving me crazy.

Why the hell had I agreed to let her come with me? I should have said no, that I couldn’t wait, that I didn’t have the time, and we’d have to go another day.

Instead my stupid mouth had said yes, that I’d wait, and I’d made up some bullcrap about needing lettuce seeds.

I didn’t need lettuce seeds.

There were four thousand lettuce seeds of varying types in the seed storage.

I needed a lot of seeds, but none of them were leafy salad greens.

Now, I had to buy more.

Fuck it.

She would be the death of me. I knew that much. I was going to have to get a new job just so I could think straight again.

I never should have apologised to her for judging her. If I hadn’t, it would have been far easier to keep her at arm’s length. Now, I had the feeling I’d be seeing her more than ever.

We’d already been closer than ever twice.

I didn’t need to have her pressed against me for a third time.

I couldn’t promise myself that I wouldn’t break my own rules.

If we found ourselves in another position like we did the other night in the garden, with my hand wrapped around her wrist and her looking at me, or like we were not that long ago with her so close she practically melded into me, I was going to kiss her.