Connor met Lara’s gaze and they both suppressed their smiles.
Connor clipped the mastiff mix back onto her leash and turned her over to Mrs.Fuhrman.
“You’re the moving man, aren’t you?”
“You could say that,” he replied, grabbing a handful of boxes from the trunk.
“We’ll miss you, Lara,” Mrs.Fuhrman said.Then, making soothing sounds to Suzy-Q, she took the dog home.
“I’m convinced she sends the dog over here,” Connor said.
“It’s the only way she gets to talk to a handsome man.”
“In that case—”
“Wait.I take it back.”
“You think I’m handsome,” he said.
“I forgot about the colossal ego.”
He grinned.“Can you grab the bag with the electrical tape?”
She shot him a scowl, but did as he asked.
Inside, he began to tape boxes together, and she answered the door when the food arrived.
She set it all out on the counter, then took out paper plates and napkins and two bottles of Shiner Bock, his favorite beer.And it was Texas made.
The whole time she worked, her gaze kept straying to the electrical tape.“Seriously, what’s it for?”
“Your nipples.”
She sighed.
They went into the backyard to eat, and he had to concede the place was gorgeous.
He uncapped the beers, and they touched the tops together.
She demolished a couple of wontons and an eggroll before diving into the Mongolian beef.The amount that she consumed before taking a drink surprised him.“So the choking thing on the crushed red peppers last night was an isolated incident.”
“I told you.”
For a few minutes, they sat together on the swing, and he understood what she meant about her house.It was an ideal place for backyard barbecues, for family time.Definitely a contrast to his urban fervor.
“Only thing that could make it perfect is a hot tub,” she said.
If he lived here, he’d definitely install one.
They returned inside and she cleaned up the kitchen.
“What are the most important things for you to take for now?We need to get through the next few days and we should get back to my place as soon as we can to give us adequate time to work.We can come back over the weekend and take care of the rest of the stuff.”
She nodded.“Shoes.Clothing.My notebook computer.Well, all my electronics.Running shoes.Workout clothes.My curling iron.Brushes.Makeup.Shampoo.”
“Magnolia soap.”
“I think I left some at your house.”
