two?”
He grinned. “Why do you bother asking? You know I can’t eat just one.”
She put two cookies on a plate and placed a freshly brewed cup of coffee on the table in front of him. “It’s late.”
His eyes connected with hers. “Am I supposed to have nightmares or something if I eat a chocolate chip cookie past midnight?”
“Maybe,” she said, taking the chair across from him. “You never know.” She took a sip of her coffee and then asked, “What time do you plan on getting up in the morning?”
He shrugged. “I have a meeting at a job site at nine, so I’ll probably leave here around eight to get there. Why?”
“I need to return the moving van and pick up a rental car.”
“It’s already been taken care of.”
“What do you mean it’s been taken care of?”
“While we were in town, Joe took the truck to the rental agency and picked up a car for you. You didn’t see the moving van when we pulled up, did you?”
“No, I just assumed it was parked in the back or something.”
“No, your rental car is parked out back.”
“Thanks. That saves me a lot of time tomorrow.”
He looked over at her. “You don’t have to thank me. You should know by now I got your back.”
She smiled and picked up a cookie. “Yes, I know.”
That was another thing that he appreciated about his friendship with Kenna. She wasn’t hard to please, and over the years she had been nothing but supportive. After he graduated from college, she had supported his decision to go work for Remington Oil for a few years instead of working for Dex right out of college. She’d agreed with his reasoning that since Remington Oil was a bigger company, he could acquire a lot of skill and knowledge that would be valuable when he did make the move to Madaris Explorations. While working at Remington, he’d gotten the chance to travel to a lot of exotic places and meet a lot of interesting people. When he finally did decide to work with Dex’s outfit, his résumé had been impressive and he had a lot more to offer.
He and Kenna sat at his kitchen table talking while they drank coffee and ate cookies. When he finally looked over at the clock, it was almost two in the morning.
“It’s late. You need to go on to bed, Reese. You have to get up early in the morning. Thanks to you, I don’t,” she said.
She was right. Even though he usually didn’t leave the ranch until eight, he made it a point to meet with Joe every morning around six. He would usually be in bed by now but hadn’t been aware of the time, since he had enjoyed sitting and talking to her.
“You’re right. I need to get to bed. You know your way around this place, and if there’s anything you need, just ask Joe.”
“I will.”
With great effort he stood up from his chair. He wasn’t ready to end their conversation. “You’re going to stay up a while longer?”
“Um, not too much longer. I’m not that sleepy, since I took a long nap earlier. I might check out a movie downstairs.”
Like her, he enjoyed movies. When he had the house built, Kenna had convinced him to include a home theater in the basement. The room had been built to her specifications and was perfect for movie and sports enthusiasts. Whenever she would come for the weekend, Kenna ended up spending more time there than any other room in the house.
“Okay. Then I’ll see you when I get home tomorrow.”
“All right. Don’t work too hard.”
He chuckled as he turned to leave the kitchen. “I won’t.”
Suddenly it hit him as he walked toward the stairway. He was feeling something he couldn’t explain, some emotion he was trying hard to make sense of. What the hell was wrong with him? Why did he feel the need to give her a kiss good night? They hugged all the time. Once in a while, he would greet her with a peck on the cheek or the forehead when they hadn’t seen each other for a long while. But usually he wouldn’t just kiss her for no reason.
The only reason he’d
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