Trying to steady her racing heart, Kira approached.
“Welcome,” she greeted.“What can I get you?”
He glanced up at her, and she stared into azure eyes that reminded her of aquamarine sea glass.Eyes that seemed to stare into her soul.Dirty blond hair was shorn on the sides but flopped on top, giving him a windblown appearance.His chiseled face belonged on an angel, not a dangerous one-percenter.He smiled, showing off his gorgeous dimples, because someone upstairs hates her.Who did she piss off in a previous life?They really liked making her life harder to deal with.
“Well, hello there,” he greeted.His gaze skimmed the badge with her name on it.“Kira.What a beautiful name for a beautiful woman.”
He certainly was full of flirtatious charm.
“What can I get you?”she asked again, keeping her voice even.Not too sharp to offend and not too friendly as to encourage more attention.
“What about your phone number?”
She blinked, reminding herself not to take the bait, but it was like her brain wasn’t paying attention to its own thoughts.“Does that line usually work?”
He didn’t even seem bothered by her calling him out.In fact, he chuckled.
“Believe it or not, yes.”
“And do you call them?”
“Sometimes,” he said with an easy shrug.“I take it that’s a no on the phone number?”
“You would be correct.”
“Well, at least I tried.Let me make one more argument in order to convince you I’m a stand-up guy and you should go on a date with me.”
Stand-up guy?Sure, and she highly doubted he really meantdate.Men like him just wanted an easy fuck, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t curious.“Which would be...”
“We could have a magical evening together,” he continued, pitching his voice low to make him sound romantic.“Romance under the moon.Dancing to the symphony of the night.Making passionate love on a carpet of grass.”
She was impressed.“Wow.Are you a romance writer?”
He leaned closer.“I read them to know what women want.”
“Oh,” she replied, squashing down the thrill that sent a pulse directly to her pussy.No way.Not now.Not ever again.“As of right now, the only thingIwant is to know what item on the menu you’d like to order.”
Surprise dawned in his cerulean eyes.“A tough nut to crack, I see.Just a coffee, please.Lots of cream and two sugars.”
Nodding that she understood, she hurried to the coffee counter and fixed his cup just as he requested.When she served him, he laid down a twenty.
“I’ll get you change.”
“Not necessary,” he said.“I had excellent service.”
She couldn’t hold it back and grinned at his ridiculousness.
“Ah, there it is.”
“There’s what?”
“Your breathtaking smile.”
She ignored how that sent a happy little jolt through her body and immediately stopped smiling.“Anything else?”
“Just one.Did you happen to hear or see what went down at the gas station?Or maybe someone else here might have?”
This time, her heart sped up with fear.“No, I didn’t.What happened?”
