Kissing the Boss
“Did you say Kaitlynn? You mean that pretty blonde, long hair, with the perfect amount of wave in it? About my height? Blue eyes. Awesome shoes.”
Ezra whirled to her, his gaze intent.
Sucking in a gulp with his sudden interest on her, Camille stuttered, “Yeah, uh, yeah. She was in here a minute ago. You just missed her.”
“She was? Which way did she go?”
“She went that way,” Gabby lied smoothly, pointing northeast.
Spinning toward the doorway, Ezra hurried off, only to pause a few feet from the exit and point at Isobel, announcing, “I’ll be right back.”