“I’m pretty sure this is a bad idea.” He finished his beer, then angled his head within inches of mine. If I leaned forward, our lips would touch. “What exactly?” If this was just hanging out as friends, then it wasn’t a problem. I really wanted to hear him spell out why we’d be a problem. That he felt something between us too. “Romantic entanglements with coworkers go against the rules.” “Is that what this is? I thought I was just buying you a thank-you drink for the printer,” I said, challenging him by licking my lips.
