“Yeah. I don’t know.”
My eyes drift over to the wall where I can see Monroe Stephens as he waits on his customers. His dark hair is tousled and he looks a little tired. I’m feeling the effects of my late night too.
But he still looks good. His dark eyes are sparkling as he throws his head back and laughs at one of his customers.
I feel like I could crawl right back into bed now and be able to fall asleep immediately.
“Maybe I should go talk to him.”
Harper smirks as my eyes drift back to the wall.
“Yeah. Just try not to get lost in his pretty eyes.”
“Please,” I scoff. But I walk out the door and around to theirs and then inside, my steps hurried, my heart pounding.
Monroe’s head pops up and the smile that graces his lean face brings out a dimple that I don’t remember seeing. His dark eyes glow with health and happiness.
“Hey, Fee. How are you?”
“I’m good, Monroe. I wanted to talk to you before lunch.”
“Why?” His smile disappears and he leans back on the counter, crossing his muscular arms. Damn, he’s jacked.
Clearing my throat, I ignore my inner hussy that’s begging me to go home with him. Hell, jump him in here!
Ugh!
“I’m not sure if…”. His face darkens and I can see the disappointment in his eyes. The same disappointment I’m feeling.
“I mean…maybe we should order something and eat in my office.”
His head cocks and surprise washes over his face. “Are you sure? I thought maybe you’d prefer an open space since you don’t really know me that well.”
Smiling, I lean over and pat his arm, feeling his muscles shift under my fingers. It takes everything in me not to moan out loud. He’s warm and firm and just damn tempting.
“Yeah. I’ll call in something from the bookstore if that’s alright with you? Do you have anything you don’t like?”
He smirks. “Nope. I’m basically a human garbage disposal.” His smile drops off and he grimaces. “Forget I said that. It doesn’t sound good at all.”
Giggling, I step back and wave. “I get it. I’ll see you at eleven?”
“That sounds perfect. I’ll close down for my lunch and put the sign on the door.”
“I’ve got Harper so I don’t have to do that but we’ll have to keep it to half an hour. She has classes at the college later. So she’ll need to go have her own lunch first.”
“Sure. I can’t keep the place closed that long. I’m a fast eater.”
I don’t want to touch that. Instead, I move to the door and open it, leaning on it for just a minute. “I’ll see you later, Monroe.”
“Can’t wait, Fee.”
CHAPTER 6
Monroe
Iduck behind the counter in the shop and Harper eyes me like she wants to either block me or shoot me, I’m not sure which. Smiling, I wave at her and she growls under her breath.
But she points at a closed door in a little hallway that must be Fee’s office. Opening it, I chuckle when she squeaks and drops a piece of her sandwich down to the plate on her desk.
