in my hurry, bumped into Henrietta. She swayed in her heels, and I reached to catch her, my hands landing on her curvy hips. But the feel of her under my palms caught me off guard. She was soft, but solid. And my mind went places it shouldn’t have gone in public. “I’m so sorry,” I said, quickly righting her and pulling my hands away. She wouldn’t meet my eyes and muttered something about it being okay before grabbing a hat from Nancy. Great. Two days in and I’d already made things awkward by practically fondling her on the job site. I’d apologize to her later, maybe with lunch, and hope it
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