He fished out his own and thumbed to the App Store.
“This one?” he asked, angling the phone to me.
“No. Not that one.” I dropped my phone in my bag. “Here.” I motioned my hand.
I took his phone, keeping my eyes trained on the screen as I scrolled, finding the correct App. I pressed download, feeling the heat from his body that was only a few inches from mine.Not far enough.
“While you’re at it, why don’t you put your number in my contacts.”
The words were smooth. Almost like he’d done it a thousand times. With someone who looked like him, he probably had.
“And why would you need my number?” I drifted my gaze to his face.
“If I’m going to take couponing seriously, I’ll need access to a professional.”
I barely held in my laugh, shaking my head as he grinned. “What am I? A coupon hotline?”
He chuckled. “No. But if you aren’t willing to give coupon advice outside of shopping hours, maybe you’d like to get to know your new town?”
His offer seemed genuine, and honestly, I didn’t know anyone here besides my father and Jodie. Which wasn’t saying much.
“I don’t give random guys my number,” I stated.
He grasped his chest, his expression an image of mock hurt. “Random? I thought we’d made progress this week.”
My fingers clenched his device, my brain telling me to give it back and kindly deny him before I hightailed it to the checkout. Just as I was about to hand it back, a man at the end of the aisle called his name.
He leaned in, his lips dangerously close to my ear. “One sec,” he mumbled before he stepped away, striding to the end of the aisle.
I bit my lip, glancing down at his phone.He’s being nice, Trinity. Just a Canyon resident showing kindness.I peered over at him, noting the way his hands were braced on his hips. The way his defined back muscles were visible through his T-shirt.He’s trouble.My thumb had a mind of its own, pulling up his contacts. I flickered my eyes to see him in deep conversation with a man in a pair of overalls.
Pressing the new contact, I typed in my name and digits before I quickly pressed save and exited. My chest thumped as I locked the screen, just as he began turning my way.
When he was mere feet from me, I plastered on a smile to hide the sudden mortification that I just went against my very prominent rule.
“Here you go. It’s all set.” I practically shoved the phone in his hand and gripped my cart. “I gotta get going. Have a good week, Preston.”
I was off and around the corner before he could speak, speed walking to the front of the store. With a deep breath, I jumped into the shortest line and cursed myself. That was stupid. Looked like I needed to find another place to shop.
6
Preston
I finished my last rep of pull-ups before I dropped down on my workout bench. I converted one of my bedrooms into a full gym when I moved in. I didn’t mind working out at the field house, but sometimes I needed my time alone. Especially during the season.
I guzzled my water, running a hand over my hair as I scooped up my phone. I needed to call back Cale, the attorney who handled Ray and Cecile’s estate. I hated our calls. Mostly because it revolved around the plans after Ray left this earth. Something I didn’t like to think about. I scrolled down my list, accidentally passing his name. My thumb froze, my breath stalling when I saw an unfamiliar contact.
Coupon Girl.
Well, shit.
Shehadput her number in my phone.
Here I was thinking I’d have to stalk the grocery store aisles every Sunday just to get another look at those beautiful eyes.
I immediately opened a new text thread.
Preston: The weirdest thing happened. This number just appeared in my phone? You know anything about that?
