She actually forgot how to breathe.
He stopped at her table, towering over her. He was so close she could see the faint stubble on his jaw and pick up the scent of grilled meat and something wilder, like the woods in the fall.
His gaze dropped to her mouth before coming back up to meet hers.
“You ordered the Monster?”
“I – yeah.”
“I’m Osiris.”
“That’s quite a name.”
His mouth quirked up at the corner. “You can call me Sigh.”
Good gravy that was a romance novel hero name if she’d ever heard one. Emery would have a fit!
“I’m Juliette.”
“Talk about a mouthful,” he said.
“What can I say, my mom liked romantic names.”
She extended her hand and he took it, giving a gentle squeeze and running his thumb along her knuckles. A shiver raced down her spine.
“I’ll get right on your burger, Juliette.”
He released her hand slowly and turned back to the kitchen.
She sat there for a long moment, staring after him, her skin warm, her pulse racing. She pressed her fingers to her neck, feeling the heat there.
She was actually blushing.
Blushing!
All he’d done was say hello.
She looked over her shoulder at the door to the kitchen and had the urge to follow him.
Okay. No. That was crazy.
She was not going to run into the kitchen because the cook was sexy and had a great nickname.
The server appeared with her drink and said, “Your food will be right up.”
“Yes, thanks, Sigh let me know.”
The woman’s brows rose and she glanced at the bartender, who was staring at Juliette like he was trying to figure out who she was. “Well, good. I’ll bring your food out when it’s ready.”
Juliette fiddled with her phone, her heart racing like she’d run a marathon.
Her mind was spinning, all her thoughts focused on Sigh.
Calm down.
Okay, so he was attractive. Well, that was an understatement. He was the most attractive guy she’d ever seen, and those freaking eyes!
Amber.
