For some reason she focused on that. She was too scared to move. His lips were so close to her own that she could feel the heat of them. She was holding her breath, paralyzed, about to faint. Then he brushed her mouth with his. It was a soft, gentle kiss. His big hands pressed up against the small of her back and she felt her willowy body being pulled into Nate's embrace. Shivers of pleasure went up and down her skin. Rebecca was too shocked to really enjoy them but they were making her panty crotch very, very wet. She gave a weak whimper and Nate released her. Her lips felt wet from his kiss. She remembered to breathe at last.

"Well, you don't entirely trust me yet, but I think you'll do just fine."

As her normal consciousness returned, Rebecca felt anger. Just who did this guy think he was, kissing her like that? She had a good mind to tell him what he could do with his job. He was probably just making fun of her, anyway.

"Will five dollars an hour be okay to start with?" Nate asked. He had his back to her as he fooled with some papers on his desk.

"Five…" Rebecca rubbed her sweaty palms on her skirt. "Oh sure, Mr. Winslow."

"Call me Nate from now on. That's an order." He turned, smiling at her. "Now let's see if you trust me any more than the last time."

Though she was still resisting, Rebecca let the strong man take her in his arms and kiss her again. The kiss was a little more intimate, a little wetter, a little longer. It was long enough to make her tremble. Nate sensed that she was having trouble breathing and released her. She had to brace herself against a chair. At last she was able to return his grin with a small smile of her own.

"I don't believe in taking on employees without some exhibition of trust." He winked at her. "Of course with the boys a handshake is usually sufficient."

Rebecca laughed and wiped a hand across her mouth.