‘It was my pleasure,’ he said, lowering his head to kiss her.
‘I think this is what started it before,’ she said when they broke apart.
‘Yeah. I know,’ he said with a regretful sigh. ‘I’ll be working tonight and probably flat-out for the next few days. They say there’s some bad weather coming, so I want to get as much in as I can on the off-chance the weather bureau is right for once.’ He ended with a small grin but held her gaze. ‘I don’t want you to think I’m avoiding you.’
‘It’s okay. I know you’ve got a lot on.’
‘But if you need anything, call, okay?’
‘I’m sure we’ll be fine. But thank you.’
They walked towards the back door and Bel felt another wave of shyness wash over her. This was so weird. In the space of no more than an hour, everything had changed.
Dean stopped at the top of the steps and turned back to face her, looking as though he wanted to say something, but then seemed to think better of it. He gave a brief wave before leaping down the stairs and jogging to his vehicle.
She watched as the dust tail plumed up behind him on the driveway until a loud buzz alerted her that the biscuits were done and she raced back inside.
