if you noticed, but the kitchen is not my thing.”
“Unless you’re making sundaes,” she said dryly and joined him at the table.
“Damn. What is this? I love it.”
“Chicken enchiladas, the easy way.” She nodded at a can of sauce on the counter.
“Sorry, but I had such a long day at work I didn’t get time to prepare my famous
spaghetti.”
He perked up. “So I’m being shortchanged, eh? I guess we’ll have to save the
spaghetti for later this week?”
At his hopeful look, she smiled. “Well, I’m not that busy Thurs—”
“Tomorrow?”
She looked at him, saw him clearing his plate and sighed. “Tomorrow. But dinner’s
on you Thursday.”
Outstanding. She planned on seeing him through the end of the week. Dare he push
it? “Sounds good. And if you’re not busy this weekend, I know a great little getaway in
Atlanta with a fondue place and a piano bar around the corner.”
She bit her lower lip. “You said fondue?”
“I did. And did I mention a large, king-sized bed, an A/C unit that makes you think
of Siberia, and a down comforter?”
“You’re making it impossible for me to say no.”
“Then say yes.”
“That’s not taking things slow.”
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“Sure it is. I could have asked you to go with me to Atlanta tomorrow. But I’m
taking my time.”
She laughed and shook her head. “You must have the lion’s share of charm in your
family. Sure, why not? I deserve a little fun, don’t I?”
“You sure do, Hailey. And I’m just the man to give it to you.”
After dinner ended, Gage made sure he did the dishes, hustling Hailey into her living
