“Oh, well, thank you, Dante.Come by the shop for coffee and a muffin soon.”
“That’s a deal,” Dante placed his Amex Black in the check sleeve and set it aside.
“Mia, I need to call it a night,” Aspen said on a yawn, sliding her chair out from the table.“Thank you all for a lovely evening.It was nice meeting you.Stop by the bakery any time, all of you.”
After other exchanges of farewell, Wolfe stood as well and offered a few goodbyes, and followed Aspen out of the restaurant.
He didn’t miss Mia’s smile that was so big she resembled the proverbial Cheshire Cat.
Once they were outside and away from the entrance of the restaurant, Aspen wheeled around and plunked her hand on her narrow waist.
“And just what in the hell was that about in there, Connor?”
“What?”
“You know what,” Aspen groused and waved her hands like she was swatting at a bee.“All of the table touching.”
“Table touching?”
“Someone could have seen, Connor!”
“I was careful.No one was going to see,” he replied and moved toward Aspen who stood frozen in her spot.
“As if you couldn’t tell, there’s some unfinished business between us.”
“I’d hardly call a couple of kisses unfinished business,” she tried to sound blasé, but Wolfe could tell she struggled to remain composed.
“Two fucking awesome kisses.”
“They weren’t too bad,” Aspen looked down and drew tiny circles on the cement with the toe of her Vans.
Fucking adorable.
Wolfe placed a knuckle under her chin and tipped up her face so he could see her eyes.They were nearly glowing with what Wolfe hoped matched his own degree of desire.
“Not too bad, huh?”Wolfe leaned in and captured her lips for a kiss that was gentle and soft and promised so much more.He ended the kiss much sooner than he wanted.“You wanna playWheel of Fortune?”
“Is that like Netflix and Chill?”Aspen smiled.
“No, it’s calledWheel of Fortune.For a girl who watches the show every night you have a one-track mind, and I’m not talking about Pat Sajack.”
“Are you saying I’m not focused on playing the greatest game in television history?”
“Calling it like I see it.”
“You’re on.”
“No.You’re on, BB,” Wolfe wrapped his body around hers from behind and ordered an Uber from his phone while bracketing her in his arms.
He considered himself the luckiest bastard in Colorado when she leaned back against his chest and relaxed into his embrace.
