“Good, ’cause I’d hate to have to fire ya.”
“Me?What about him?”
“You’re supposed to know better being the boss’s daughter. It’d create a power imbalance.”
“You’d fire your own daughter?” I cross my arms, challenging him to say the words. Mom would never allow him to anyway.
“I’d fire anyone who violates the employee relations policy.”
I can’t tell if he’s joking or not.
He opens the door for me and nods toward Silas. “Have a good night, kids.”
“Night, Dad.”
He winks before closing it.
“Everythin’ okay?” Silas asks, one hand on the wheel while the other rests on the gear stick.
“Actually, no.” I buckle myself in. “After I confirmed that nothing’s goin’ on between us, he said if there were, he’d fire me but not you.”
He barks out a hearty laugh, shifting into first and driving onto the gravel road.
“I doubt it. You could sleep with all the employees at the farm and he wouldn’t fire ya.”
“Excuse me?” I smack his shoulder.
“Not sayin’ you would.”
“Well, if I’m gettin’ fired, then so are you.” I pout, folding my arms across my chest. “Otherwise it’d be sexist and I’d sue for wrongful termination.”
“You know you’re gettin’ upset about a fake scenario where we’re secretly sleepin’ together, right? After we’ve already made it clear that’s not happenin’?”
He chuckles again and I find it hard not to laugh with him.
“Okay, yes…but it’s the principle of it. Say we were shackin’ up. Why am I the only one who gets in trouble?”
“How ‘bout this? I’ll quit before anyone finds out. Then you get to keep your job and no one’s in trouble.”
“I know you’re only tryin’ to amuse me right now.”
“Is it workin’?” He waggles his brows and flashes a wickedly handsome grin.
“No!” I can’t help laughing because it absolutely is. “You need this job, though.”
And I’m admittedly warming up to him to where I wouldn’t want him to be unemployed because of me.
“I’m sure I could find a new one in this hypothetical situation.”
“I’m sure Michelle could get you a job at that boots and flannel boutique,” I deadpan.
“Is that snark I detect in your tone?” He pulls up to the house and parks.
“Nope. Total legit option.” I grab the handle, but his next words stop me.
“Really? You want the person you’re sleepin’ with to work at a boutique with a bunch of hot women?”
“And now we’re broken up.” I jump out of the truck, slamming the door behind me.