His dark gray shirt stretched over his shoulders, but it was the way the tight black pants cupped his ass that held her gaze. He carried a small pad computer so he could get some work done and stay in touch with Kassius, Teague, and his shop. He walked around the bakery, glancing at the few customers. After he inspected the kitchen and looked over the people working there, he returned to her. He’d been the one delegated to accompany her that morning. It hadn’t been easy to get them to agree to her going to work in the first place. She’d persisted. She couldn’t take off indefinitely. Her employees needed days off, and she had ordering and managerial duties if nothing else. But the men hadn’t been content to bring her to work. They’d insisted one of them had to stay with her while she worked. Well, one of them or someone else. Berenger had come with her today because he was free. Teague had a meeting with his superiors at the Planetary Defense Headquarters, and Kassius had two of his best buyers coming.
