Page 10 of Her Irish Boss

“Sorry. Brogan.”

“And can you stop apologizing.” He held a finger up. “Except when you’re late.”

“Are you never late?”

“No.”

“Ever?”

He shook his head. “No. It's almost time for the other waitstaff to arrive. If you think this is something you can handle, we can start tomorrow morning. Do you have a laptop?”

She fidgeted in the seat. “No,” she finally said, embarrassed. “If I need to buy one—”

“No. I'll give you a company one for you to use. Not a problem.” Once he went out and purchased a company laptop. He'd make Cathal do it. “But you can share this one or use my phone until then.”

“Okay.” She rose. “I know you don't want me to apologize again, but really, I'm sorry about the feelings comment.” With a shy smile, she took a step backward. “You just, you know. You look a little more—”

At her long pause, Brogan crossed his arm. “Spit it out, Selena.”

“You look a little more human. Like this. Without the tie or jacket.” Then she left.

Brogan leaned back in his seat. Human? Oh, if she only knew exactly how human he was underneath his suits. Especially when it came to her.

But humans were flawed. They made mistakes. Lapses in judgment. He wouldn't do that with Selena. Not while she was an employee.

“Holy shit.”Katie, platinum hair with newly dyed blue tips pulled back into a ponytail, nudged Selena. “Look at how the boss man is dressed.”

Selena's head whipped around; her mouth instantly ran dry. He'd left the tie and jacket in his office. His shirt sleeves were rolled to just below his elbow like earlier. The topbutton of his shirt undone. Was it because of what she'd said?

“Girl—” Katie pretended to faint. “I'd let that man do almost anything he wanted to me. Anywhere.” She laughed. “Based on your face, you're in complete agreement. Oh, shit, he's coming this way.”

Katie continued clearing off a table.

Selena didn't move, even knowing her boss had a scowl aimed her way. Her breath quickened with each one of his long, sure steps. Perfect. Brogan was the ideal specimen of a man. Too bad he probably dated models and sophisticated women who wouldn't embarrass him.

“Selena,” he began, her name a grumble in his accent that she loved. “Two things. One, I, uh, found your cell phone.” He held it out. Had she left it in his office?

“Awesome. Thanks.”

“Typically, I’d ask you to keep it in your locker, but—”

Selena held up her hand, stopping him and smiling wide. “I know the rules, boss. What was the second thing you needed to tell me?”

“Lenny won't be in today.”

“Did you go ahead and switch him to the night shift?”

“No. I fired him.”

Katie gasped and stepped right back to her spot beside Selena. “Seriously? It was because of Lauren, wasn't it? I knew it. There's no way a woman that hot would pursue someone like Lenny.” Her voice dropped. “Did you catch them in the supply closet, too?”

Brogan looked confused and annoyed at the same time. “What? Lauren? What happened with Lauren?”

Selena answered to put him out of his misery. “She asked Lenny out on a date and then asked for better tables.She told me it worked, too. I didn't know if you knew about it or not. Plus, you know, I'm not a snitch.”

He ran a hand over his face. “I feel like I'm dealing with high schoolers.”

Selena arched an eyebrow. “Present company excluded, I'm sure.”

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