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she was on Sky, which slightly unnerved Arabella, because the expression

on her face was so hard to read. She was surprised, but she was trying to

mask it. June probably didn’t expect Arabella to be good with kids. Not

many people did. It still surprised her a lot of the time. June’s eyes were

smoky and dark, emotion flickering over her face so fast that it was

impossible to read it all. It was impossible to pretend that she wasn’t being

watched, so Arabella just smiled back.

“She’s super cute, isn’t she?” she asked. “All that red hair.”

“Shannon’s husband. That’s where she got it,” June explained. “I don’t

know if you met them at the company barbeque or not.”

Arabella tried to think back. “I’m not sure that I did. It’s hard when

you’re the new one and you don’t know anyone. Next year, hopefully I’ll

know everyone.”

It was incredibly presumptuous of her to think that she’d still have a job

by then. But June didn’t sneer or scoff. She just nodded and smiled. It was

mostly aimed at Sky, but Arabella still found it encouraging.

Out of the three billion or so women in the world, June was so unique.

Arabella truly felt humbled and a little bit awed to be in the presence of a

woman who had built a multi-million-dollar company from nothing at all. A

woman who was so smart, so genuine, so compassionate, a woman who

thought creatively, who made a company that was truly a second home to

the people who worked there. A company that mattered to the world and

really did make a difference.

And I kissed her.

Arabella had firmly shoved thoughts of that kiss onto the back burner.

June had made it pretty clear that it just happened, and it wouldn’t happen

again. She’d drawn the line with the whole boss-employee relationship

thing. It was a spur of the moment decision made by them in the dark with a

sliver of moonlight on a beach by the lake. Who wouldn’t find that setting

romantic?