Page 54 of Seducing Bran
Ireland spun quickly and started typing on his computer until Bran saw what looked like the front end of the new ordering system.
The less intelligent side of his brain caught up with the other half. “Did you sayit’s fixed?”
She turned to him, and he sensed vulnerability. “You doubt me?”
“No.” He was no dummy. He knew better than to doubt the woman he was sleeping with.
But the restaurants’ software issues had become legend. Hard to believe anyone could fix them faster than the tech company who’d built the program. “Will it work from my phone?” he asked.
She laughed. “Are you testing me?”
“Absolutely,” he said with a nervous grin. If she really had fixed the software, it would make his year. He wouldn’t be letting his brothers down, and the club would be safe.
She reached for his phone on the desk and handed it to him, her brow quirked.
Bran pulled up the Club Tahoe website and went to the restaurant portal. He placed an order for a southwestern double nacho with extra salsa.
A message popped up saying,Thank you for your order!
The order processed, but orders had processed when the software was malfunctioning, too. “It seemed to go through.”
Ireland shook her head and typed on his computer. “Ye of so little faith.” She pulled up what he assumed was back end mumbo jumbo, because suddenly dozens of databases popped up on the screen.
She highlighted a row in one of the spreadsheets that held his order.
And it was accurate.
And had gone to the correct restaurant.
With the correct amount charged.
“Damn,” he said. “You fixed it.” He looked at her in awe. As far as Bran was concerned, his girlfriend was fucking brilliant. He stood and wrapped his arms around her, picking her up and squeezing tight.
“Hey, I’m not petite,” she said. “You’re gonna break your back.”
“You’re small. But huge. So huge and wonderful.” He kissed her, and his mind swiftly went back to where it had been when she’d first walked in. Things could escalate quickly to desk sex if he wasn’t careful. “I’ve gotta make phone calls. Make sure everyone knows we’re back online. How can I thank you?”
“You pay me, so there’s that. Club Tahoe has dwindled my student loans considerably.”
“No, I mean really thank you. Have you any idea how much you’ve helped out me and my brothers?”
She sent him a soft smile he felt in his chest. “It was fun. So don’t judge, because this sort of thing gets me excited.”
“Believe me, I’m not judging.” He pulled her hips against his thighs. “Right now,I’mexcited.”
“I can feel it.”
“Don’t distract me,” he said.
“You’re the one plastering me to your—”
“Don’t say it or I’ll be forced to toss you on the desk and show you how grateful I am.”
“That doesn’t sound like a threat. That sounds like something I’d enjoy.”
He kissed the corner of her mouth and the bottom of her full lip. “Don’t seduce me right now. I may have slacked on the rules when it comes to you, but I can’t throw all responsibility aside.” Bran painfully peeled himself away. “Go, before I make good on the desk promise.”
Ireland pouted. “Fine. But now that you’ve mentioned thanking me, I’m going to hold you to your ‘threats.’”
