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“See something you like, sweetheart?”
“Nope.” Clearing my throat, I look back down at my food.
Chuckling, he walks over to the coat rack by the door, and hangs his up before heading down the hall to the kitchen. He comes back with a wine glass for himself and folds his large body down onto the floor next to me, opening the other to-go container.
Grabbing my burger, I lift it to my mouth and inhale the scent of salvation. And the second I bite into it, I moan, closing my eyes. “Oh my God,” I say around a full mouth, not even caring. “So good.”
“I know I am, sweetheart.” He chuckles. “And I intend on reminding you of that.”
Opening my eyes, I shift them over to Ryan’s heated gaze. Swallowing, I pour out the rest of the wine from the bottle, and down it in a few gulps.
“I don’t need reminding, Ryan,” I tell him, popping a few fries in my mouth.
Tilting his head slightly, the corners of his lips rise. He knows I’ve been downplaying everything. And I’m done pretending he doesn’t affect me the way he does.
Eating in silence, I practically inhale my food with how hungry I was. Out of the corner of my eye, I watch Ryan while he chews. His jaw flexes, his lips move, and his throat bobs when he swallows. He even eats sexy.
“Did Ally make you come?” I ask, needing to break the silence.
“No,” he says, his eyes shooting to mine. “I called Jake to see if you were with them for the storm. I can’t believe they let you stay here when it started snowing.” Shaking his head, he rubs his hand across his jaw. “After my shift, I just got in my truck and came straight over.”
“You called about me?”
“Why do you sound so surprised?”
“Because I am.”
“Why?” he asks, studying me.
“I’m nothing to you. Why would you care if I was stranded out here?”
“It’s my job,” he says simply, and my heart drops.
Oh, right, his job. Being the sheriff must mean saving women when they’re stranded. Why would I be different?
“So, do you often save woman in snow storms and bring them dinner?”
“Yes.” He nods. “But never dessert,” he adds with a small smile. Reaching into the bag he brought, he pulls out another container.
Smiling, I relax, knowing he’s just joking. I seriously need to calm down. I don’t know why I’m so wound up. Or, well, I do. It’s just Ryan being here that’s making me act so weird.
“Good. I’d be offended otherwise.” Opening the box, I smile wider than before, turning to him. “You really do read minds, don’t you?” A big, chocolate frosted brownie is staring back at me with whipped cream and sprinkles.
“Let’s just say I can read you better than you may have thought.”
“Can you, now? I thought I was more of a closed book.”
“To others, maybe. But I can see the foods you desire.”
Laughing, I grab a fork and dig in. “That’s an interesting talent. Has it been useful to you for women in the past?”
“No. You’re the first that it’s worked on.”
“Huh. Well, lucky me, I guess.” Smiling, I put the forkful of brownie in my mouth and close my eyes, moaning. I can’t help it. This is the most delicious thing I’ve ever eaten.
Opening my eyes, I see Ryan’s are blazing.
“Sweetheart, you’re going to have to stop making those sounds if you want me to be good.”
