Page 2 of Grade A Girl

He chuckles and shakes his head. “I want the white garlic one. Have the delivery set for three this afternoon. Let’s go over the cuts, and I’ll pick out what I want.”

Bossy.

Does this man ever have fun, or is he all business, all the time? I want to know about his tattoos, and I’d be a liar if I didn’t want to see how many more he has. I really want to know what the one peeking out from under his collar says and what it means.

We walk into the large cooler and go over the options for meat. I point out the different sections of animals, and he chooses what he wants and what cuts of each. He’s increasing his order from the past few weeks. That small fact makes me want to smile.

I finish writing down everything I have to do to complete his order and get it to him on time. “Getting busy at the restaurant?”

He offers a heavy sigh. “Why would you assume we weren’t busy?” His voice falls flat.

I roll my eyes but keep them on the paper before I slowly drag my gaze up his body to his face. “I wasn’t assuming. I was making pleasant conversation.” He’s really starting to annoy me. “Have I done something to offend you, Kade? Is it because I have a vagina? Do you have a problem with me because of that?”

He smirks. “No, I rather like the fact that you have a vagina.”

I toss my hands in the air and raise my voice. “Then what’s your problem?”

We stare at one another for too long before he says, “Three o’clock today. Don’t forget.” He turns on his heel and storms out of the back room. By the time I register that he’s not standing there, he’s no longer even in the store.