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“Thank you for your help,” she said with a smile. “With Cat gone, there’s extra for me to do.”
“Always glad to help. You want me to help over the weekend?”
“Well, you don't have to.”
“I'm offering,” I replied with a smile.
“I'd love it. Thank you.” She leaned over, curling an arm around my shoulders and squeezing me before stepping away.
“Are we done?” I asked.
“Everything's put away,” she said.
“Daphne, these are amazing,” Grant commented as he finished another savory roll. “What's in them?”
“Swiss cheese with caramelized onions and roast beef.”
“The pastry is seriously good,” he replied.
“Well, there's a lot of butter in it,” Daphne replied with a grin. “You can take the rest with you if you'd like.”
“Hey, wait a sec,” Flynn interjected, his eyes widening.
Daphne rolled her eyes. “I already put some in our apartment.”
“Oh, thank God.” Flynn sighed.
Grant smiled at them. “Dude, you are so spoiled. You know she'd stay up and make you extra if you wanted.”
“I know, but I wouldn't ask her.” Flynn scoffed.
Daphne shrugged. “I wouldn't mind. I love to bake. Here.” She crossed over to another counter and returned with a piece of foil to neatly wrap the remaining rolls.
“There’s my breakfast tomorrow,” Grant said. “Thank you.”
“Anytime.”
“Good night,” Flynn said, rounding the counter and reaching for Daphne's hand.
They disappeared through the door to the hallway that led to their apartment, leaving Grant and me alone in the kitchen. I glanced up at Grant. The space suddenly felt crowded, and it wasn't small by any stretch. Daphne had already turned out the lights in the dining room area, leaving just the dim lights on in the kitchen.
I glanced toward the windows, looking for any distraction. The moon rose above the mountains, casting a pearly glow over the landscape and illuminating a cluster of cottonwood trees nearby.
The sound of my swallow was audible as I turned back. Grant was simply standing there with his hand resting on the edge of the counter. I sucked in a quick breath, and even that seemed loud. My heart was pounding, the rush of blood echoing in my ears with every beat.
“Well…” I heard myself whispering, my voice coming out raspy.
Grant’s gaze was locked with mine.
“Well, what?” he pressed, his low voice sending my belly into spinning flips.
I swallowed again, making a quick and perhaps disastrous decision. This chemistry between us wasn't going anywhere. After the other night and knowing the magic he wrought with his touch, I couldn't stop thinking about him.
The hum of attraction between us snapped and crackled every time we were near each other. I desperately wanted a distraction, anything to stop thinking about my health worries. I knew my heart wouldn't get involved with Grant. Definitely not.
The air around us felt charged. I cleared my throat.
Oh, for fuck’s sake. I was annoyed with myself. I wasn’t a nervous woman, not usually. I took two strides, closing the distance between us, and lifted a hand. He arched a brow, and his lips twitched at the corners.
