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took a sip of his, black and strong. Then he just watched her. The sun was streaming in through the front window and slanting across her, giving her hair a reddish gleam and making her grey eyes sparkle. He shifted in the booth as his cock filled out a little and caught the seam in his jeans. He had half a mind to bail on the day and take her back to her bare mattress.
“How’d you know there wasn’t trouble?”
Coming out of his increasingly sexual reverie, he shook his head. “Huh?”
She sipped that sweet confection in her cup and gave him a curious look. “You said you were worried there was trouble when you saw my car but not me. But you were all relaxed, leaning back on my deck steps when I got back from my run. How’d you know there wasn’t trouble?”
Because he’d gotten a call from CJ that he’d ridden past her running down the road in her little top and littler shorts. She’d attracted a great deal of attention this morning. She’d attracted attention last night, too. People were interested. And now they were eating together. Again, actually. He rolled his eyes. Town gossips would have them engaged by Saturday.
“Got a call from a brother who saw you on the road. Lots of people saw you, Sport. You might want to cover up some if you’re gonna run all over town. You’ll give the gossips tongue hernias or somethin’.”
Marie brought their breakfasts—waffles, eggs up, and bacon for Lilli, and his usual order of steak, eggs over easy, and biscuits. Hash browns all around. He saw Lilli make a face at them on her plate. He hoped Marie hadn’t seen as she refilled their coffees.
Isaac winked at Marie. “Thanks, hon. You mind leaving the pot?” He needed to fucking mainline the coffee today. His days of pulling all-nighters with impunity were behind him.
Marie set the pot on the table. “You bet, Ike. Let me know if you need anything else.”
As soon as Marie walked away from their booth, Lilli started pushing the hash browns away from the rest of her breakfast, as if they were a contaminant. Isaac thought it was cute as hell, and he sat and watched her. She looked up, and he smiled and held her eyes for a second.
Dropping her gaze to his plate, she gestured with her fork. “I didn’t think you ordered.”
“Marie knows my order.”
“You have the same thing every day?” She grinned at him like that was the craziest thing she’d heard today.
He just shrugged. A girl who didn’t like potatoes didn’t get to judge anybody’s food quirks. “How’s your breakfast?”
She had a mouthful of waffles. “Really good, ‘cept for the hash browns.”
He rolled his eyes at her. She was fucking cute.
oOo~
By the time they’d finished their breakfast and were on their way out, the diner had filled just about full, and every eye on the damn place was on them. They had to run the gamut, greeting everyone. He introduced her as Lilli Carson, who’d just moved in to the Olsens’ old place. Lilli was gracious and beautiful, but he could see that she was uncomfortable. So was he. They were being thrown together in a way he hadn’t calculated, and they still hadn’t known each other for even one day.
When they got out of the diner, Lilli turned to him, sliding her sunglasses back on, and said, “Thanks for breakfast. I’ll see ya,” and walked quickly to her car. He almost let her go—they had an audience. He didn’t need to turn back to the diner to know he’d see a window full of faces. Anything he did to say goodbye to her in a way appropriate to the morning they’d spent together would further heat up fevered town fantasies.
But he didn’t want to leave it that way. Besides, he needed to keep her close. There were things he needed to learn about her. Couldn’t have her sneaking up on him. So let the town tongues wag. Fuck—give them something to wag about. He caught up with her in four long strides, just as she was reaching for the door handle. Déjà vu. He wrapped his hand
“How’d you know there wasn’t trouble?”
Coming out of his increasingly sexual reverie, he shook his head. “Huh?”
She sipped that sweet confection in her cup and gave him a curious look. “You said you were worried there was trouble when you saw my car but not me. But you were all relaxed, leaning back on my deck steps when I got back from my run. How’d you know there wasn’t trouble?”
Because he’d gotten a call from CJ that he’d ridden past her running down the road in her little top and littler shorts. She’d attracted a great deal of attention this morning. She’d attracted attention last night, too. People were interested. And now they were eating together. Again, actually. He rolled his eyes. Town gossips would have them engaged by Saturday.
“Got a call from a brother who saw you on the road. Lots of people saw you, Sport. You might want to cover up some if you’re gonna run all over town. You’ll give the gossips tongue hernias or somethin’.”
Marie brought their breakfasts—waffles, eggs up, and bacon for Lilli, and his usual order of steak, eggs over easy, and biscuits. Hash browns all around. He saw Lilli make a face at them on her plate. He hoped Marie hadn’t seen as she refilled their coffees.
Isaac winked at Marie. “Thanks, hon. You mind leaving the pot?” He needed to fucking mainline the coffee today. His days of pulling all-nighters with impunity were behind him.
Marie set the pot on the table. “You bet, Ike. Let me know if you need anything else.”
As soon as Marie walked away from their booth, Lilli started pushing the hash browns away from the rest of her breakfast, as if they were a contaminant. Isaac thought it was cute as hell, and he sat and watched her. She looked up, and he smiled and held her eyes for a second.
Dropping her gaze to his plate, she gestured with her fork. “I didn’t think you ordered.”
“Marie knows my order.”
“You have the same thing every day?” She grinned at him like that was the craziest thing she’d heard today.
He just shrugged. A girl who didn’t like potatoes didn’t get to judge anybody’s food quirks. “How’s your breakfast?”
She had a mouthful of waffles. “Really good, ‘cept for the hash browns.”
He rolled his eyes at her. She was fucking cute.
oOo~
By the time they’d finished their breakfast and were on their way out, the diner had filled just about full, and every eye on the damn place was on them. They had to run the gamut, greeting everyone. He introduced her as Lilli Carson, who’d just moved in to the Olsens’ old place. Lilli was gracious and beautiful, but he could see that she was uncomfortable. So was he. They were being thrown together in a way he hadn’t calculated, and they still hadn’t known each other for even one day.
When they got out of the diner, Lilli turned to him, sliding her sunglasses back on, and said, “Thanks for breakfast. I’ll see ya,” and walked quickly to her car. He almost let her go—they had an audience. He didn’t need to turn back to the diner to know he’d see a window full of faces. Anything he did to say goodbye to her in a way appropriate to the morning they’d spent together would further heat up fevered town fantasies.
But he didn’t want to leave it that way. Besides, he needed to keep her close. There were things he needed to learn about her. Couldn’t have her sneaking up on him. So let the town tongues wag. Fuck—give them something to wag about. He caught up with her in four long strides, just as she was reaching for the door handle. Déjà vu. He wrapped his hand
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