“I just broke up with my last partner about a year ago.”
She glanced at me. “I’m sorry. He was a damn fool to let someone like you get away.” She stammered a bit. “I mean, you’re really nice and-” She broke off, her face turning red again.
Dare I hope? “She wasn’t ready to commit.”
Her eyebrow lifted. “So you’re gay?”
I nodded, looking her square in the eye. “Yep. I’m a lesbian.”
I waited for the comments, the eye rolls. The sudden excuses as to why she would have to go. But none of that happened. She smiled.
“Okay,” she said.
“Okay?”
“Sure. There’s no reason that we can’t hang out and do stuff together outside of the job. I mean, if you want to.”
A surge of heat rushed through my body at the thought of being the one to introduce her to the wonderful world of womansex. If I was re
