“Maybe so, but we can’t stay in bed all day.”
“Says who?”
“Your friends down at the farmers market.”
Every Saturday, Ford opened the diner so Beck could hit the local market and purchase the food he’d need for the diner that week. It was something I’d never been able to attend since the clinic was usually open Saturdays until noon, so I was excited to join him.
“Thought my grumbly face scared away all my friends?”
“Not everyone finds it as endearing as I do, that’s true.” I took another bite of the delicious breakfast, holding in another moan. “But you need fresh ingredients, and Chuckanut needs to walk off the pound of organic bacon you fed her.”
“It hasn’t been a pound.”
“It’s been enough.”
“Well,someonehas to make up for the years of shitty food she’s been eating her whole life. And I don’t want to point any fingers as to who’s been giving her that garbage, but it was someone in this room, and it wasn’t me and she doesn’t have opposable thumbs, so…” He squeezed my foot, the warmth of his hand a comforting weight against my skin.
“Yes, yes, your all-organic feasts are delicious, and you’re treating us both like queens. Now, can we go to this thing? I promise we’ll be back home before too long.”
Beck’s eyes flashed with an emotion, but it was there and gone before I could pinpoint it. “Fine. But you better be wearing something over that tiny-ass dress unless you want me fucking you behind a food cart.”
Images of that flashed in my mind, and I bit my lip. Ever since we’d readForbidden Temptationslast month, exhibitionism had been on my radar. The thought of Beck taking me where anyone could see us sent a shiver down my spine.
He leaned forward so his lips brushed my ear, his voice only a low rumble as he said, “Who’s the dirty one now, baby?”
CHAPTERNINETEEN
EVERLY
I wasn’tsure there was a cuter town in the world than Starlight Cove. It was so picturesque—when I’d first moved here, I’d asked the mayor if the Hallmark Channel had ever used the downtown area because it looked like it was straight out of a movie.
All along Main Street, flowers overflowed from the large baskets that hung from each of the black streetlamps. This section of town was closed off by blockades on Saturday mornings to stop traffic from interfering with the market. Though they probably wouldn’t have needed any since nearly all of Starlight Cove attended this every week.
The street was packed with people browsing, several walking their dogs, which meant if Chuckanut wasn’t trying to make friends, I was. Each time I squatted down to introduce myself to a new dog or reacquaint myself with one I already knew, I’d smile up at Beck to find him staring down at me, his lips quirked at the side.
Finally, knowing we were on a time crunch, I stood, guiding Chuckanut through the market. “Okay, no more doggie time or we’re never going to get through all of this. It’s so much bigger than I thought it was going to be!”
Beck glanced over at me, a brow raised.
I rolled my eyes and swatted his stomach. “Don’t be a pervert.”
“I don’t know how you expect me to be anything else when you basically said that same thing the first time you saw my dick.”
“Well, it was intimidating. You try being my size and facing a one-eyed Pringles can monster.”
Beck inhaled sharply, which threw him into a coughing fit. Good. It served him right.
I patted him on the back, not even trying to tamp back my grin. “You okay?”
“Fine,” he croaked with a nod.
I hooked my arm back through his as we strolled, holding Chuckanut’s leash with my other hand. “Seriously, though, I thought it would just be a couple booths with some produce. I didn’t think it would be all of this.”
There had to be fifty tents stretched along either side of Main Street, containing all manner of goods, from fresh fruits and vegetables to homemade taffy and jam to candles and lotions and various other products. It was a cornucopia of Starlight Cove’s offerings.
“It didn’t use to be this big,” Beck said.
“No? What was it like?”
