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I grimaced. “Very funny. In my defense, Ian said a couple of those varieties are one hundred proof.” I pulled out two containers. Each was a dinner platter with pulled pork, beans, and cornbread.
“I would say now I know how to get you drunk but I’m not sure what advantage that would be to me. You’re a bit of a sassy drunk.”
I couldn’t really deny that. “I think I’m naturally sassy, but I try to suppress it. Mama always said my mouth gets me in trouble constantly.”
The words were spoken without thinking.
But when MacKay didn’t respond, I glanced up at him, and froze in the act of popping the plastic lid off one of the platters. He was staring at my lips, his nostrils flaring.
“Your mouth is definitely trouble.”
I groaned. “Why is everything we say somehow turning sexual? I’m not even trying to do that. It’s so frustrating.”
“It does seem to be an issue between us.”
Handing him his platter, I sat down and fished out the plastic flatware. Ripping open the plastic wrap, I stabbed at the beans. “I guess it’s hard to put the horse back in the barn once he’s out.”
MacKay started laughing as he sat down. “Damn. Okay. Let’s try to talk like normal non-sexual people while we eat. Tell me how you’re feeling about moving to Wanted. Are you going to miss your friends and family?”
I nodded. “Of course. I love Cash and Sera and the kids. Plus, I won’t be there when the baby is born, so that’s disappointing. But I’m excited by the opportunity and it’s close enough I can go back to Nashville on the weekends. It might be hard to get home to Louisiana though, which will be tough.”
“Are you going to miss some college ex-boyfriend back in Louisiana?” he asked, as his attempt at casual fell completely flat.
He sounded very curious. Which I didn’t hate.
“No, of course not. I wouldn’t be not flirting with you if I did.” I didn’t really have any boyfriends in my past that even crossed my mind very often. One high school relationship that had been more based on convenience and wanting a boyfriend than anything else, and one college boyfriend that had wanted to be far more serious than I had.
“Fair enough.” He set his lid to the side. “I didn’t mean to insult you. I just…”
“Needed to know?” I asked.
He nodded.
I needed to know too, about the ex that everyone hinted at had destroyed him. Was she the lost love of his life?
“What about you? Do you still have feelings for your ex?” I loved how two seconds after we said we weren’t going to flirt, we were probing for information about each other's exes. We were legitimately hopeless.
“Do I have any affection for her still? Hell, no. Do I have feelings of bewilderment that I dated a she-devil? Yes.”
I laughed, relieved he wasn’t still holding a torch for her. “She-devil?”
“I do not have a great track record of choosing stable women to date. Or making great decisions.”
Was that a reference to our hookup? Probably. I shoved pulled pork into my mouth. I was momentarily distracted. That was damn good barbecue and I was even hungrier than I’d realized.
“My problem is I’m impulsive. You know, jumping into ponds without really thinking it through.”
MacKay pulled a bottle of water out of the bag and twisted the top off. “So we’re both impulsive and make rash decisions. That’s not exactly a fantastic combination for a marketing department. But here we are.” He held up his water and tipped it toward me. “Let’s sell some bourbon.”
“That’s the plan,” I said lightly.
Even as I thought to myself he looked exceptionally hot sitting across the table from me in his jeans and T-shirt.
He hadn’t shaved that morning and that stubble made me think about his face between my thighs…
I shoved cornbread into my mouth so I wouldn’t drool or say something we’d both regret.
ChapterSeven
