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name,” he said.
“It’s short for McKenzie,” she said, not furthering the conversation.
“Want a beer?” he asked, moving around her once they got to the kitchen.
“No. Not really a beer drinker,” she said and cutely crinkled her nose.
“I’m not sure what we have outside of that,” Ty said, going for the refrigerator, making a mental note to get some things she liked just in case he ever got this opportunity again.
“Water’s good. I’m not a big drinker anyway.”
“I have some water bottles. Not much else, but they’re Voss. Is that okay?” Ty asked, grabbing a bottle of water.
“I’m not even sure the difference,” she said, taking what he offered.
“Yeah, me either, except the cost. Come outside. We were just getting ready to start the steaks,” Ty said, pointing toward the back door.
“Can I make a quick bathroom break?” she asked, placing the water bottle on the table. She was skittish as hell, still standing on the other side of the kitchen as far away from him as she could get. He had to do better at making her feel comfortable.
“Sure. Bathroom’s down this way.” As silly as this felt, he tried for no sudden moves. He went around the opposite side of the table toward the hall. When he was certain she followed, he began counting off the doors, trying to remember which one was the guest bathroom. He opened one door and saw it was a bedroom. “Sorry, it’s been awhile since I’ve been here. I think it’s this one then.”
“It’s a beautiful house. We always wondered about the people who’d bought it.”
“It took me about ten seconds to place an offer when I saw the listing. Here, this one. There should be everything you need. I had someone come out and get it ready for us,” he said, making sure the little things like toilet paper, soap, and hand towels were available.
“Yeah, that was my mom. She does this on the side,” she said, standing in the doorframe.
“I think she mentioned that today at the store. I forgot.” There was a pause when he was farther inside the bathroom than her. Their awkwardness was nothing new, so he just moved around her out to the hall. “We’ll be out on the patio when you’re finished.”
~~~
Kenzie stared at herself in the mirror. There was little question in her mind that she was scared to death. Not even two years ago, she’d sworn off all men for the remainder of her entire life, and the first real test to that declaration had her acting like a star-struck teenage girl.
“God, he’s just too good-looking,” she whispered and bent her head dramatically, dropping to her folded arms on top of the sink counter. The best she could hope was that she didn’t make too big a fool of herself until she could break free of this evening.
A spark of fire steeled her spine, and she bounced her body back up, her eyes blazing. Her mom had set this whole thing in motion on purpose, and she’d fallen hook, line, and sinker for her mother’s latest attempt to find her a good guy to date. She rolled her eyes at how many times over the last few weeks her mother had introduced her to men. How had she not realize this when she walked out to see them loading the truck tonight? Again, she dropped her head back down dramatically, remembering the bait and tackle shop guy from this morning.
She pulled in a deep breath, stood straight, and pointed at herself in the mirror. “Get it together,” she whispered.
An unknown amount of time passed as she warred with the crazy woman in the mirror. Honestly, the panic did make Kenzie consider just staying inside the bathroom until it was time for her to leave, but the embarrassment of that might be worse than how humiliated she was at being here in the first place. With effort, she forced herself to calm down. A second later, she tested the mask she’d used over the last few months—the fake smile plastered firmly on her face. There was comfort in hiding, so she kept the look there and
“It’s short for McKenzie,” she said, not furthering the conversation.
“Want a beer?” he asked, moving around her once they got to the kitchen.
“No. Not really a beer drinker,” she said and cutely crinkled her nose.
“I’m not sure what we have outside of that,” Ty said, going for the refrigerator, making a mental note to get some things she liked just in case he ever got this opportunity again.
“Water’s good. I’m not a big drinker anyway.”
“I have some water bottles. Not much else, but they’re Voss. Is that okay?” Ty asked, grabbing a bottle of water.
“I’m not even sure the difference,” she said, taking what he offered.
“Yeah, me either, except the cost. Come outside. We were just getting ready to start the steaks,” Ty said, pointing toward the back door.
“Can I make a quick bathroom break?” she asked, placing the water bottle on the table. She was skittish as hell, still standing on the other side of the kitchen as far away from him as she could get. He had to do better at making her feel comfortable.
“Sure. Bathroom’s down this way.” As silly as this felt, he tried for no sudden moves. He went around the opposite side of the table toward the hall. When he was certain she followed, he began counting off the doors, trying to remember which one was the guest bathroom. He opened one door and saw it was a bedroom. “Sorry, it’s been awhile since I’ve been here. I think it’s this one then.”
“It’s a beautiful house. We always wondered about the people who’d bought it.”
“It took me about ten seconds to place an offer when I saw the listing. Here, this one. There should be everything you need. I had someone come out and get it ready for us,” he said, making sure the little things like toilet paper, soap, and hand towels were available.
“Yeah, that was my mom. She does this on the side,” she said, standing in the doorframe.
“I think she mentioned that today at the store. I forgot.” There was a pause when he was farther inside the bathroom than her. Their awkwardness was nothing new, so he just moved around her out to the hall. “We’ll be out on the patio when you’re finished.”
~~~
Kenzie stared at herself in the mirror. There was little question in her mind that she was scared to death. Not even two years ago, she’d sworn off all men for the remainder of her entire life, and the first real test to that declaration had her acting like a star-struck teenage girl.
“God, he’s just too good-looking,” she whispered and bent her head dramatically, dropping to her folded arms on top of the sink counter. The best she could hope was that she didn’t make too big a fool of herself until she could break free of this evening.
A spark of fire steeled her spine, and she bounced her body back up, her eyes blazing. Her mom had set this whole thing in motion on purpose, and she’d fallen hook, line, and sinker for her mother’s latest attempt to find her a good guy to date. She rolled her eyes at how many times over the last few weeks her mother had introduced her to men. How had she not realize this when she walked out to see them loading the truck tonight? Again, she dropped her head back down dramatically, remembering the bait and tackle shop guy from this morning.
She pulled in a deep breath, stood straight, and pointed at herself in the mirror. “Get it together,” she whispered.
An unknown amount of time passed as she warred with the crazy woman in the mirror. Honestly, the panic did make Kenzie consider just staying inside the bathroom until it was time for her to leave, but the embarrassment of that might be worse than how humiliated she was at being here in the first place. With effort, she forced herself to calm down. A second later, she tested the mask she’d used over the last few months—the fake smile plastered firmly on her face. There was comfort in hiding, so she kept the look there and
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