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“This is dangerous.”
Alana laughed. She had the same thoughts when she first stumbled upon the 216 Beans cafe.
“Exactly. This is why I need to work out. I’ve gained fifteen pounds since I moved downtown. All these danishes have gone straight to my hips.”
“Hmm…” London murmured, causing her to shift uncomfortably in her chair. She wasn’t sure what he saw when he looked at her. Unconsciously, she pushed her glasses higher on her nose.
Last night…
She was sure he was going to kiss her, but she had chickened out by proclaiming it was late. Alana wasn’t sure if she was brave enough to cross that line yet. She wasn’t like those other women who came and went from his place.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” she asked, though not sure why. Did she want to hear that she needed to lose weight? No. Not from him.
“I was going to say that I don’t see any problems with you at all. I like you just the way you are.” He met her gaze. There was no hint of a smile, or any inclination that he was joking.
Oh, shit.
He was serious.
“You’re just saying that because you’ll want more of my lasagna.” A nervous chuckle escaped her. Popping the rest of the danish into her mouth, she chewed, trying to prevent herself from saying something else she’d regret.
“I’ll always accept a good home-cooked meal from a beautiful woman.”
His lips curled up into a smile, revealing his perfect teeth. Looking relaxed, he reached for his coffee and took another sip.
Her heart raced.
He thought she was beautiful?
No fucking way.
A silly grin spread across her face.
“Keep talking like that, I’ll have to make my chicken carbonara,” she said with a wink.
Holy mother of God.
Did she just do that? She wasn’t the flirty type, and didn’t know who this person was taking over her body.
He looked at her over his cup and raised his brow. “Don’t make me beg, woman.”
He wouldn’t ever have to beg for anything from her.
“Okay. I’ll let you know the next time I make it.”
Before long, they had finished their coffees. Alana wasn’t sure how time had gotten away from her. She was supposed to be working, but she didn’t want to. She wanted to be a little selfish. Here she had a man paying attention to her, offering pleasant conversation with a sexy Southern accent.
Butterflies filled her stomach.
What was this?
“So, where to next?”
She tilted her head and studied him. Well, she had planned to go knickknack shopping after work, but it looked like her plans were changing.
“There are a few shops I do want to stop in.”
Clearing their table, London tossed their trash away before walking back over to her. Her core clenched at the swagger in his walk.
