Am I imagining he’s here? I blink. Nope, still there. And even more sexy-licious than I remembered. Being dressed up smart in tailored blue pants and a pristine white shirt suits him. Way too much.
“Hey, my favorite florist. How’s business?” he asks, approaching me. My stomach does a little flip-flop of delight at hearing him speak.
“Oh, a bit slow, but moving in the right direction, I guess.”
“And how are you, Dani?”
“Good. You?”
“All the better for seeing you.”
His eyes seem to devour me. And I want to be eaten.
I clear my throat. “That’s sweet of you. So, what can I do for you today, Mr. Mountjoy?”
“Neal.”
“Neal,” I echo.
He comes closer and digs his hands into his pockets. “Actually, I don’t want any flowers today. I’m here to invite you out tonight—for dinner. Are you free?”
“You want to take me on a dinner date?” I gasp shrilly, thrilled to pieces.
He raises a brow slightly. “Yes.”
“Right,” I whisper, trying to pull myself together. “I accept your invitation.”
“D’you like French cuisine?”
I shake my head. “Can’t say I’ve ever had the pleasure.” Fine dining has always been well beyond my price range. Going out for BK is a big treat to me.
“You’ll love it.”
“I’m sure I will.”
“D’you have any food allergies?”
“None.”
“Vegan, veggie? Raw foodie? Anything else I need to know?” he chuckles.
“Nope.”
“Cool,” he grins. “Be ready for a six thirty pick up.”
“Sure.”Nothingwill stop me being ready for a date with this man. “What’s the dress code?”
He looks me up and down, his eyes shamelessly resting on my boobs. A hot blush spreads over my neck and chest.Damn.This blushing is so embarrassing. “Something sexy? Short.”
“Oh, ha ha,” I squeak, blushing even more furiously. Excitement floods my entire body, pooling in my core. “I’ll need to think on that. My wardrobe is a bit, err,limitedin that respect.”
“I’m joking. Wear what you like. Whatever you feel most comfortable in.”
Comfortable?No.No way am I showing up into a hot dinner date in jeans and sweats. Luckily I have a friend who lives and breathes sexy, swanky outfits.
Thank you in advance,Shaye.
“So, what’s your address?”